This is a song about "Nikkas aint makin no noise"

This aint no fake shit that i'm writing

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

I fucking hate this job

Look around there aint no crowed

Cause this shit right here aint no game,

You're not usin' your brain

Because it's so much pressure now

Fuck that noise, no way no how

Don’t you be holding back, your love

This shit aint for no business

So tell me why are we at war

Aint no room for one more

I aint no fucking runner,

Jt: didn't get a gift for her