This is a song about "Growing up making money my boy bpatt and duschene my fam"

I think my fam is key, cuz my momma believed in me,

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Git out my face looking boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

And he, what's his name, earl

Lost all my friends, my fam and my girl

Full clip in dat tech boy fye yo ass up feed to my pets now you chopped up

She say she want a diamond, lisa raye welcome to the player's club

And young money,and everyone else making yall dummies

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

Malia family, we the family

You ain't know nothing about me and my money

Making shrines of my crimes and capers

Adabo to my haters