This is a song about "No complaints"

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

But i ain't got no weed, no phillies, or no papers

No money no talk,no energy no walk

Fuck you niggas, but this ain't raw dog

That’s the same block metta world peace learned to play ball

No phone calls no visits no contact at all

Had no ambitions and no drive.

Chromed-out mansion in paradise

So let 'em chase love

Champagne no chain no diamonds

Had no ambitions and no drive.

This is how she want to live

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

No nits to pick, no words unfit, no hairs to split

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

No conscience, no need for resilience