This is a song about "Getting colonize"

40 on my face, getting cash

Lights will flash, cars will crash

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

Days consist of getting payed/ getting bred with my team

Guess i’m different than most

Signs of you getting smoked

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

I'm getting sick of the bullshit,

My niggas getting mad

And i got that bait, they all bad

But nah, he is quite different

200 degrees but im getting sucked

Well aren't you getting fed up

They like talking, its like gossip

What you getting is death

Baby i’mma mess, mess