This is a song about "Got the game from my brother"

All you wanna do is get that stick

But my brother said no free, wait for the trick

She got up, smarted at her mother and brother, felt the cold

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Fire in my chest, from the sess, got me flying

I turned into something they never became

Walking straight in confidence, got my pimp game

Weed’s played out, they on that pill shit

Got the game on lock in my pocket

Got my pimpin game like im the money mike in the town.

And big kill, r.i.pand all you other o.g.'s, who go down

My future so bright i'd probably go blind before i blink twice, i ain't lying

Brother looking down from every direction, i heard the police reciting

The first time he threw a punch was when his brother got hit

Yea i’m on that ball shit, boy you with that soft shit