This is a song about "Julia and hoes"

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Why i always fuck the good girls and keep wifin these hoes

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

And watch these style niggas try their best at pulling hoes,

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Live from the lamont's rose

Bought the dope and have hoes

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

Fuck them hoes and the cops

Y’all niggas ain’t no stars

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

You feel it from your head to your toes