This is a song about "Famous rapper"

I told her i'd grow up to be a famous rapper

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Yo this is a rapper?

That's what rains for

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Momma, i'mma grow one day to be famous

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Too many situations, too many people getting famous

We so famous we don't pay stamp tax/

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

And really don't matter unless y'all coming with

He's not famous, throws pussy fits, obviously brainless

And ride with a star, yeah i told her that im famous

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

To get rich and famous,

My nigga, its all love