This is a song about "Follow me i follow back"

The man who made me follow things through.

And real bitches don't respect you

This why i always follow my dreams

In private, not public in the streets

Mama always told me i’d be famous

I should tell her not to follow us.

My heart kept saying that it’s her that i should follow

Then all i really want is for her to go down low

Alright, yeah, nigga, i was in the mall

Follow my ways and i will save y'all,

Life is like twitter so you follow me

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

Follow me i know my way out of here we aint going away for no years

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Double m g forever though

Now them broads gon' follow