This is a song about "Nothing at all"

Hard as a motherfucker, tell em i was ham

So all the hustling for nothing man

To love me at all at all

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Nothing was going to stop us; we felt all but invincible

So she graduated, rich nigga wife training

Nothing making sense all my thoughts racing

Majori'm at the apex, your at the nadir ain't nothing faker, rather be alone than

Ay, undo your bra with one handif anything is gonna care it on and cum can

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

So give me all your money and don't try nothing funny

And nothing else to get money for all their corporations off it,

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

For all that deals,but i got nothing to hold