This is a song about "I love you gun cry"

In disguise/ my families true lives is what i despise/ if you hear how i cry / you

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

You face made blind children cry

Busting off, tryna touch the sky

When i held you i used to cry

Yeah, since i was a knee high

I really love my miami crew

I could tell you i love you

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

Don't worry bitch i won't kill you fast with my trusty gun

They gon tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

When i held you i used to cry

I love you more than anything

And getting money is the song i sing

When you see a star remember that i have a gun.

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none