This is a song about "Loving my friends"

Shake junt, get buck my friends

To increase my ends

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

With other people, my family, my friends

My shit, i know u loving

I was born to do the damn thing

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

My friends were off at school

While other simply strike papers, thought they were my friends,

Not too many options when you coming from the projects

And i stand as a motive for my friends

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Rest in peace in my loving memory

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Music and writing were my only friends

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends