This is a song about "Lord bills"

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

The chills, the kills, these hundred dolla bills

Pg, riverdale, largo, temple hills

I wasn't stopping 'til i got the bills

Put bills under the mattress to turn me to a dreamer

Candies in my pocket, i see you niggas on easter

All you need is your passport

Peace be upon him my lord

Lord forgive me, lord forgive me things i don't understand

The walls i couldn't break em or take em apart with a tank

This where the haters is, this why they hate us here

But the bills are so close, nah man, it's too real

Praise to the heavenly lord.

Basketball is my favorite sport

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Everyday counts when you're this far from the bills