This is a song about "Not being ready"

Well you think we're not ready but we're ready for that

Told my niggas, aye i'm finna put the ville on the map

//sick of these topics not being discussed

This is something different

There's no stopping a being so ready, the opportunity comes and the opposition

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

 just not if it means giving up on being me,

And not to mention it not only mean "being in a mansion"

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Always keep a rubber, word to telly in kids

Youre not ready,still casting your bullets

Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back

I'm not ready to leave, it's too scary to die (fuck that!)

But being rough and stading tought seems not enough

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love