This is a song about "I be with my niggas"

.4’s for 15, yea my niggas we be taxing a lot

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

All my niggas we be winning, we stay tatted, we stay clean.

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

I do dis for my niggas and city

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

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

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

See me in the streets, i be banging with my beats

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Smoke weed and pop bottles my real niggas be pouring