This is a song about "Las ve"

We' ve got opportunities to create

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

U feeling guilty like u ve done some crime.and u aint got that rhyme..

Cant the white man, understand, we won, we ve been freed

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

You live your life all serious while i'm enjoying mine

U feeling guilty like u ve done some crime.and u aint got that rhyme..

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

I´ve got those scars on my wrist that nobody can see

Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy

Murder everyone will face/ escucha las palabras , but the judge had

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that