This is a song about "No valentine"

Every day was a saturday, shit

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

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

No money no talk,no energy no walk

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

Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though

So here i am at the store for some chips

No conscience, no need for resilience

No more money, no more fame

All the bitches know my name

No hesitations no waits

Never the gold, i wanted gold plated chains

Not likely like stay long please

No no no guarantees

No affiliation

Catch you up on places i've been