This is a song about "Getting bullyed"

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

I'm getting sick of the bullshit,

My niggas getting mad

Well, i can handle that

Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock

Else the police getting called and somebody getting shot

The way she walks and causes a fuss

Shits getting serious.

And i ain't getting breathless

And panned out, i'm all in love

What you getting is death

Wish i could shed all these tears

Getting gangahead in the ashton martin

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

James bond, tom ford outta haute couture

Getting fucked by the tenth bull