This is a song about "I m not getting dreads"

He would end up getting shot upnow i could not walk away looking back hoping

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Sticking to the streets like convertible oil leaks

Now i m getting bored and started to write this shit...

If she cook and keep her vagina like a secret

At 16 years old,i`m bettter than these haters

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

Now i m gonna tell u a real story....

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

No fake doctor in my name, and it's not capped off by m c

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

Takg there money, there getting dryer,im not a drug dealer i dont do deals