This is a song about "Money life fame"

The money and fame coming in due time, old friends like "happy belated"

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

Fuck the drug life i want a shot at fame.

I apologize i don't recollect your name

Money is the misson/ fame is just a given

See with a district columbia vision

All he wanted was the fame and good life to carry on

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Screaming your name. money,power and the fame.

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame

What influence as nigga money or fame

Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain

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

Let you niggas know milita my gang, mcn if you was thinkin’ it’s a game