This is a song about "Gun on my waist"

You better be strapped on some gun shit to be blessed my me

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

Don't worry bitch i won't kill you fast with my trusty gun

Aw man, it's been a ride

When my gun got a red dot sight.

Gun to my waist heart beating like im in a mutha fuckin chase

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

Coz i got gun and my butterfly

Revelations say you either fry or fly