This is a song about "I used to be poor"

Like when i used to be killing

Hoping that he's listening

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

I used to be a loner, known for not talkin and shyness

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

I used to live where the flats be,

And i got a little big, keep it low key

I used to be sick of the scrutiny/

I used to be a dork now these girls all wanna chase me

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Aint the same man i used to be

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

See, she would complained of the tested nature

There used to be a guy named undertaker

I used to be jigga but

A twenty somethin cup