This is a song about "Making it in life and being successful growing weed"

Forever blastin'bitches ain't ready for this thug passion

And not to mention it not only mean "being in a mansion"

Fifty millions and we're still growing!

Jump off... hoping, i'm hoping

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

Plans consist of being successful

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

It's growing thick skin, so trash talk stays in the bin, so it can't get in...

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

I'm growing in like rogaine

It's been nothing but pain

And verbally swears the count in making

Who dat, who dat? i got them saying

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

Well, it is also to be successful