This is a song about "Living i the uk"

But the ballers and the players, i ain’t living like that,

Cause i'm ill bitch, they couldn’t make a pill for the rap

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

I pick up a spoon and walk through the living room door

Entered the living room, wouldn't believe what i would find.

Thank god for the free thinkers, for you keep me in mind

Living lives i wish i had

I promise i'mma call you back

I try to keep my vibes good, but its hard when your living in the hood,

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

Baby, you don’t have to try to read my mind

Entered the living room, wouldn't believe what i would find.

Cause i had the opportunity, to do it and not survive and stop living

I guess i left my dignity up in the cupboard, cause every girl i'm digging

Came to the uk with one suitcase, they were loving the view

Cause you're the star, everybody looking at you