This is a song about "Fortune 500"

500 miles push on the disc brake

Way too much right here is at stake

I see all these rappers with the fortune and the fame

I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain

Dominating of the eastside shall commence

Fortune, fame, cars, hoes are tens, nobody's tense,

I’ve seen these young folks sell their souls for fortune and fame,

Now you scratchin' on my back, i see your pleasure in my pain

Please lord forgive me for my sins, cause here i come

And corners, suddenly started to see fame and fortune,

My shoes cost a fortune paintin these pictures like norman

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

The importance of makin a fortune is blown outta proportion

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

But i got 500 friends mom i really do

My home girl told me i got an issue