This is a song about "Guns money niggas hoes"

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

And watch these style niggas try their best at pulling hoes,

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

Money mayhem got them niggas all goth

Niggas is working forever my bars

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,

This is love, nothing else close

You niggas aint got no hoes

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

Funny how my niggas are obsessed with money, whips, and chains,

But all i hear is "money, hoes, i'm the shit, cars and chains",

Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes

But i dont carry guns

3m's on my new balance