This is a song about "Friendship fights"

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

Our friendship grew, we were another's half

We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain

This surface of our friendship is now disappeared with the rain

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew

Those that want no affiliation 'n friendship with you

Paper planes, long flights

So she used to get into fights

Through the struggles and the troubles and all them fights,

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Bitches asses looking like dalmatians and shit

Abuse ur friendship untill there is no friendship

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

Read the dictionary so i understand my fights

This friendship has fallen,

Atl was tipping them