This is a song about "Flashy lifestyle cars"

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

I be murdering bars

I won’t be bragging ’bout my cars

They say i don't never smile

Meanwhile your lifestyle had no textile

A flashy king behind the scenes

Can barely walk the city streets

They can’t do much, they grew up seein’ that lifestyle,

I never smiled as a juvenile

Shit with our whole family

Complex lifestyle ready to do me

You act like you're so rich and flashy

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Niggas is working forever my bars

I feel like i got fifty cars