This is a song about "Guns money power squad"

Hold it..now thank you for silence

We bustin' like shot guns

The squad with us, no troop

Bb king or the neighbors of snoop

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves

Money and power come to us through direct sales,

But we say the names, it's changing us, money and power,

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish

Screaming your name. money,power and the fame.

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain

Money and power is what i wanna gain

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

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles