This is a song about "Guns cars problems money loyalty"

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

Run away from the cars...

I feel like i got fifty cars

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

While in the distance i hear passing cars

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

So your crimes are that you picked royalty over loyalty

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Cuz the loyalty doesn't seem assertive

And wonder how we ever came to this

With reality defeating n leaving scars guns shot from cars

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Mo money mo problems when i get it i'm a pile it up

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

If we focused on our problems like we did on getting money, you'd think we'd get somewhere honey?