This is a song about "My tho"

Fuck the judge tho i was fucken stoned

We forever be real, we'll never fold

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

God forgive me for my sinnin but shit i got these fucking stacks tho

Fuck it tho i know im blessed

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things

And you my nigga tho, no hard feelings

That shit is fucking sick tho

Ain't no gimmick with the flow

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

I aint no drake tho my flow stay low key/

I get money then i’m gone that’s a hard pill to swallow

My haters cant even keep a fucking beat tho

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Every wednesday when my father got home tho