This is a song about "Must"

Strange fruition, must i remind y'all,

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

Good kids make bad grown ups

Nigga you must of gone nuts

Nah i don't stunt on niggas, i show'em how to do this shit

5 times i must repeat it, then 5 times must delete it.

It must be my personality,

It's no longer a new jack city

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

So you must be cynic,

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

You must be fuckin delirious

This is something different

For achieve our dreams we must

C’mon and let’s chill baby

Bitch you must be crazy