This is a song about "My empty wallet"

Straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick, oh shit

Call me diabolic best hand over your wallet

And now me, you can call me mr. friendly

My right brain is full of fuckin drugs, left empty

I came home, it's empty just like my life

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

Like a balloon...she's empty

Let me rideuntil i get free

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

My wallets empty my ass is broke, smoke all this weed till i hack and choke

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

That's not my hustle if i did i probably, would've made empty them clips from the crips

Just thinking about it makes my heart feel like an empty pit.

Pete wilson trying to see us all broke, i'm on some bullshit

Walking with an empty purse

Bored of the shooters