This is a song about "Im just tryna get away"

Im just tryna get rich fitty hat and a down ass bitch thats why my mind gone

In fly modei'm a homicidal outlawand five-o, get your lights on, fight long

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

I guess im tryna say that im heartless

You will not get away

Gotta say it was a good day

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

Im tryna get on the cover of rolling stones,

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

By design im the best stop tryin n just get

They are snakes they are, fake they tryna take away our pride,

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

See im about riding for my niggas and tryna get rich

That wasn't bullets, that was copies of bastard, you bitch

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

Im just tryna kneal mines so screw accent