This is a song about "No life"

Lambo, roscoe, no street code

Beats and rap change my life, no joke

I'm just expectin' the spectator's respect here

'cuz my life is a car with no hands on the wheel,

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

I say its a hard life growing up, with no trust with you're parents, hard life

I wish i’ll never see you again

That life is just a (game), no pain no gain

No valid shot at life, chance to make it or succeed

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

And you ask twitter why you getting fake guys

I feel like a low-life, with no life

We got no choice we may take their life

This is how she want to live