This is a song about "Nothing at all"

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

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

So all the hustling for nothing man

And tell ‘em that i don’t give a damn

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

She came at me at full speed, nothing could stop her

Just to make it in this broadway lights

But shit it's all mine, at all times

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track

Nothing else matters, fuck all that other crap

Does nothing but suck all money and knowledge a man gets

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Thug shit, i keep a beamed out fifth

Seen nothing but heard it all with my ears

To love me at all at all

Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall