This is a song about "Doing it for ma"

They say i talk like im god body

It don't matter. i'm doing me.

I know, should be doing this for pesos

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

Puffy got a mansion, bitch i got the same damn kind

Not doing this for the people, but for me and jesus christ

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

For ma niggas who died through seeking asylum

See how that shit gonigga walk up in this motherfucker

If i ever get discovered and rewarded for ma hunger

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

Ma glaswegian accent means no mainstream for me but a don't regret having it

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

Rollin in ma bentley, not even a fuckin dent in it//

Fuck it man doing shit my way

We've gon so far astray