This is a song about "Earn"

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

With power puffed in his lyrics, never hurled to earn gimmicks?

I wanna earn respect, let em know about me when they play my track back.

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

You, you, you have to pay for that

But now you gotta earn it.

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

And then when timmy grew up and tried to earn an honest pocket

I killed my manager with an iron

Girl like u mess with boy who earn...

I run circles round these niggas' world like saturn

Those fucks didn't learn, so you see, you get what you earn.

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

You better learn my friend, you can never earn a cent without them retaining it

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

Who earn their cash and blow it all up on these shiny cars,