This is a song about "Homies"

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

Or knowing that my homies got my back

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive

Homies dying like this is fucking war times

Mobbing with the homies and family

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Homies my only certainty

Let me rideuntil i get free

Homies that i don't yet know,

And yall niggas the right flow

Homies could get they dividends

We can never be friends