This is a song about "Gambling"

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

For gambling wages, locked us in cages,

Back up there gambling they wait a few months to record again

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

Bad gambling led to sad happenings to be

Ay yo come on, girlfriend i ain't no actor, really

She's still gambling, got on hook

To mcs that don't rhyme good

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Is rampant like the gambling and the stealing in harlem,

The battery packs and any bitch you ever kiss

For gambling wages, locked us in cages,

If you ain't wearing no color, can't nobody say nothing

Life is like a pair of dice and boy do i love gambling

Gambling, gambling, oh shit there's ya man again

Oops i meant audemar, my whole team got them