This is a song about "Growing up and getting money"

I remember growing up, poor neighborhood.

This information is vital, look

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

End up doing coke and getting bigger than hulk hogan.

But make sure if they do see

Getting to the money

Im getting stacks of money everyday.

As: other plans got in the way

You're wishing for dick and you ended up getting your ass ripped

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

Skipping class and growing cold

I mean of course just the same old

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

And i know it's hard when you feel that anger growing

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Growing up struggling jump back to the hustle