This is a song about "Earned it"

Gucci rocking his gold rollie, i'm rocking mine

Money can be re-earned, but you cant turn back time

So is you bout it, i really doubt it, doubt it/

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Hear it, endear it, believe it.

Razor grips, laser spit

Deemed wanted, iv earned death row

I'mma do this fast or slow

Kill it, leave it half filled,

And you could find interest

Call me a clown but a week from now

Check it in, do it anyhow

With my thumb, pack it, light it, pass it

Gotti here, i’m in this shit

Guess you niggas wasn't listening, homeroom shit

You hear it, might as well endear it or fear it.