This is a song about "Dont say antyhing"

You, you, you have to pay for that

They say they dont understand it,

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

I dont need to rhyme to this beat to say i hate you all the fucking time

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

Dont be scared to stand up and show them what you have to say,

Dont tie your hair

Let em say i dont care

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Pay attention to what i'm about to say dont do drugs

Might as well, mix it up. im a fashion whore

I dont even know what ima say any more

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

In you i accured, i dont wanna say adieu, i dont wanna be undo,

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

Now everything, i dont say be left unsaid,