This is a song about "Money cars family"

You pull up in parking lots

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

I be murdering bars

Run away from the cars...

I pray for my family

And they can't see the tragedy

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

All them other boys targets and i'm flawless with the aim

We drive around in million dollar sports cars

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Livin the fast life, in fast cars

Bitch got all them booty shots

Bubbling above the elevated tracks and cars

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

Drive real fast when i'm in my cars

Niggas is working forever my bars