This is a song about "I told y all"

But she forgot about the golden rule

Momma told him all that money will make you a fool

Why you call me back? don't lie

I love you only aid for you y

Told you i was better

I'm gettin discouraged with her

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

If ive told u once i told u a thousand times,

We the 93 chicago bulls baby

L y r i to the c

People told me i am cheating

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

I was told to lose it all and follow that liquor advice

Dc, man over money

But y can't you fucking see