This is a song about "No moneu"

With no guns and no shields

I give bitches dick and leave

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

No more money, no more fame

I wish you luck and if you need me, call

No phone calls no visits no contact at all

Bad bitches never loved them though

// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]

Keep me a bitch with some sexy thighs

Had no ambitions and no drive.

No conscience, no need for resilience

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

No affiliation

You're uncool like my mother kin

Things'll never be the same

No set trip, no color claim