This is a song about "Gucci mane shit"

Your man wale in his own damn lane

Gotta lay low in the future mane

Gotta lay low in the future mane

I ain't interested in fame

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

Tony yayo its the devil mane

Here i go again, falling in love again

Gotta lay low in the future mane

Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again

Gotta lay low in the future mane

Throw on some gucci shades cuz im blazed and i call that shit high fashion.

That's what i'm screamin when these money hungy cops be chasin

I'll never call you bitch again

Mane, my aim is rain on you shame,

If you want the beef i'll pull the chopper and i'm stuntin mane

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again