This is a song about "Me and my bros killing getting money and fucking bitches"

This is how she want to live

You and joe bros for life

Hoes and bros and average joes chillin' like a sick villain,

Despite living with more attention than light skinned, women

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

And if you ain't getting money then boy you need to start

Did the best i could, raised in insanity

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

Or all them hot summers i was cooped up in the kitchen

Cause in this tank, it's me and my bros rhyming for fun

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

They fucking me and loving me

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Get that money and my fuckin homies plotting on me

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see