This is a song about "I dont get tried"

Move like i’m walking with an open case

God dont let them get to me while i sing your praise

Dont delude what i claim i overcame a lot get here

If that bitch don't like you, she gonna tell you how she feel

And i ride for any nigga who believe in the shit

You wouldn't get it if i tried to explain it

Im clutch though so i dont get pressed.

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

I dont know you yer i get that

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

Dont get me wrong i love the land that we made

Your girls so big, i dont get aroused.

Dope niggas locked out 4 year rap drought

Ive already tried to get help

Hold my tears i tried my best