This is a song about "Gta all day"

Might as well pre pay

They smoke there blunts all day....

He would end up getting shot upnow i could not walk away

Be wearin crockadillys all and every day

And how he gave him ass play, all day, every day

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

She say she fucking with me the long way

Count doughwork hard all day ever day

It's same shit everyday, day after day, all the same.

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

Fuck all slobs kill them with a knife bk all day every day crip life

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

And we got history, let's repeat it the right way

I'll murder all you mothafuckas any day!