This is a song about "Long chemistry love"

And you certainly have no chemistry,

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Yeah, long as my bitches love me

Look, i'm still talking to you baby

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass

She's history, i wrecked with chemistry; technically we ain't the same class

You he'll never understand the chemistry between me

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

Governments wanna limit these lines we spit with chemistry,

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

Nights are still tough and long,

We at the top where we belong

It's been too long since my last love song,

Haven't seen a girl in so long

Maybe this love is long gone

Don't gotta wait long