This is a song about "Friends with benifits"

Okay i'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give

Motherfuckas know my style i'm still with friends with

So anything do is everything to you

I grew up with working-class friends, staying true,

With friends and family

And they can't see the tragedy

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Stuck with no friends, and so nobody knows him,

Going hard on the weekend with parties and friends

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

Stoned with his friends while throwing shit at the neighbours homes

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

Going hard on the weekend with parties and friends

With friends and family

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free