This is a song about "Niggas full of it"

You, you, you have to pay for that

This towns full of bull shit

My shit is full of it spending money ten dollars a dime

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

I find it kind of unfair that my niggas still in warfare

A king's assassination is why most often fear the hell

Cuz this world is full of fake rappers i can't stand it

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

20 racks really thats sneaker money

Full of myself, but still hungry

Belly full of paper bills

It's moe, all i need is more chips