This is a song about "Need"

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

Some people just don't see the need,

What is it that you need?

Redan road, that’s my street

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Theres no need you dont need the attention

Need it in my hands, and i need it in my pants

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

But for some that's all they fucken need,

I need it my way, i need 9 trays

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace

And need psychology

They say nothings ever free