This is a song about "Lamborghi i"

Only real niggas stay on top

Boy i think i i hit the jackpot

That's all i got

I though i was red hot

I messed up i guess, i will admit

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

I suppose i should tell you

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

I know thats what i trust

Put the purp in the blunt

I thought that i would maybe

Don't worry bout a thang baby

I can't eat, i can't sleep

I’m way harder than the concrete