This is a song about "If the car locced we gone loccsmith it"

Stand up misses i love your ambition

5 seats in the car we hot boxed in

One day it will be the past and gone

J cole, don trip, drake, big sean

That's aight thoughkeep a nigga heavy in the game, bout so long

It seems like the entire thing is stupid and that's never gone,

You feeling when you be drillin' that shit

What we gonna do if we dont like it

For tryin' to communicate through a song

We smoking on that strong.. hit it then im gone

With this old half a man, yaknowhati'msayin?i ain't tryin to put you in a position

Gone to soon never thought it would end like dis. driver of that car never turns himself in.

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

Find whatever it is you need/ from the bomb bay car fucking hoes on main/

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

If we make it, its the greed, fames the apple and we eve