This is a song about "How much"

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

Reminisce about my life and notice how much i've matured

If i took a photo imagine how much fucken cash i'd make

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

Capers vanish paper railroads, that's how much i'm asset rich

And i'm wolf, that was me who shoved the cock in your bitch

Cause no matter how much you try to pefect yourself

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

How much potential i have, it's confirming/

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

But you dont realise how much is at stake

I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait

In life she the wife who was right in that deep end

Ask the crew just how much money you spent