This is a song about "Don t say"

Ramadan, i’m the don of the diamond jewels

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

This where the haters is, this why they hate us here

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

There's crack, there's crack

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

Carlcee, lexiee, mindvoid, don, i'm not even through

You ain't gotta worry no more

You don;t thin anymore