This is a song about "Finding ways to break through"

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try

Constant criming, 9 to 5ing, not surprising the timing of finding my

I just call it …remember all the dough

Have evil thoughts on ways to make deniro

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

Bitch, get that shit through your cranium befo' i break it down

6 million ways to die choose one

For those whey no fit dey fix son

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

Nah i ain't afraid to demonstrate my pimpin' ways

I seen them grinding 'n' finding a way, to take time at the night or day

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say