This is a song about "Family struggle money hoes fake"

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

The ones who wanted their family to have a little money

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

And if i gotta settle for a piece of you

Fake rappers take money in favor of remaining true

Land a wishes an he can finally make money to help his family profit

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

Visiting the family

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

I'll beat you with my bare knuckles and not even struggle.

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Thats why we struggle to realize