This is a song about "Just doin me stackin up and stayin out of the way"

Just keep them out of my basement and away from the tv

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

The sickest king who's kickin' green and stackin' all the frickin' streams,

Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket

Makin' its way to an out of the way place, and you ain't escapin' it

Today it's ill, and fuck the rest of hip-hop that says "stayin' real",

I'll bang if it was bangless, now the tracks no longer here

When there's just no way out

I gotta little clout

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

No resolution, just stayin to my true me.

Today it's ill, and fuck the rest of hip-hop that says "stayin' real",

Phone home shawty you know you a brother out of here

Show me the way and motivate,

I don't mind if you niggas hate