This is a song about "Lying cheating"

Then again you might be lying

And my grandmother dying

So now we in the hotel, mirrors on the ceiling

Wake up sleeping cheating im dreaming constantly competing

You think i'm lying to you

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

Frightening, so fucking frightening

Fucking welfare, there cheating the government

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust