This is a song about "Nigga aint bout nothing"

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

My finger's on the trigga and nigga i'm 'bout to pull it

Aint it bout' time for some ''real'' mc's go and write some journals

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

We tie dynamite to the rhino type

So many bullets in one nigga that aint right

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

Fuck yo bankroll nigga around me you aint neva safe

I know when you're coming babymy tongue got you going crazy

Smoked it, nothing changed every rapper's talking bout it see

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

And nigga if you aint got versace then nigga you can not top me

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

And muffled the fumes like it was nothing because it ain't