This is a song about "Leaving this and gonn try to get rich"

Well fuck you bitch try and say that when i'm rich and famous

Now momma told me be careful who you love

She called me fantastic, i called her a fat bitch

Plan to get rich is going without a hitch,

On the slow jam of love

To get rich and famous,

To let this girl be, try and let it diffuse,

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

And now i don't even try to get laid

Just ya picture though, you still taped in a lake

Try to get wit my style

When it comes to spitting that fire

And i got holy bars bitch, don't even try to diss this

Yeah they call me gucci, but i'mma buy you louis

Lost in cigarette's no moral as well just letters wrote by frustration

Of an operation and try to get allocation to up my reputation.