This is a song about "Money fame and girls"

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Money drug girls which one got me fucked next

Bitch shake your ass, shake it until the wet sweat

And you cant handle our fame,

It’s not a game, hold your dame

And i'm still high, so i'm tryna dip

Girls, traffic and some things tragic

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

What influence as nigga money or fame

No more money, no more fame

I live my life in tha fast lane

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same

Bitches choosing their excuses: my new car’s to blame

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