This is a song about "Mad g"

We call each other homie g,

Wanna see you work your body

Can't play me by throwin a fake g/

We the 93 chicago bulls baby

See i let my nigga split that

Did my rap make you mad?

But they can't do nothing to a g/

Cause you love me, call me daddy

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Go and diss me you're history missing g

I'm a grade a o g

Fuck that now trying get the money

They say i talk like im god body

On hip hop and grime my g,

Castrate madness wif cage freed from kassem g

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money