This is a song about "My hood and my homies"

So i took me and my homies and went on some reconnaissance/

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

Me and all my homies like to chill n shit

The ice ain't really nothing to her

My homies was just against my nature.

Get that money and my fuckin homies plotting on me

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Watching for my niggas and my team who inna hood still

Or knowing that my homies got my back

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

Been chillin with my homies and we smokin good,

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took