This is a song about "Fake niggas pussy niggas money pain hoes"

Watching my vehicle break down on another man's block

Fake niggas get cold-cocked, twenties on the stove top,

You shook my world and it felt apart

Alot of niggas fake who go to hard

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

And watch these style niggas try their best at pulling hoes,

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

Pussy niggas dont want war da hood will never match you

Cause i can bring you to your dreams like jesus

Fake niggas i plan on seeing less of

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

Them pussy niggas from uptown been my pet peeve

For pushing me to my limits fake niggas can blow me

Of the vhs especially during sex baby