This is a song about "My nine fo"

Chasing money in the city of crime

I got her head on my cock, doing the six nine

In my hand theres a nine

And just in time your head is mine

Feeling like i'm on cloud nine but my parents don't agree

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

You reflect in this heart of mine

Im back fo the first time

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

With the pump on my side, and my nine mr. no luck.

I ain't sayin' namesthey say the tape was really mine

And i was about nine when i wrote my first line