This is a song about "Pawn shop"

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

Trying to get his life together, or what not

They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block

There will never be a day where i'm vacant and ill never be placed in a shop!

True, indeed, i don’t rep no block

I'm sittin in the barber shop

Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green

..whats a pawn to a king..u know what mean?,

I was headed down over to the head shop

I got lights on my wrist that’ll flash like cop

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

Like "can i live" i'm just heading to the pizza shop

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot

Just want it all to stop, wait for god to close up shop

Where your girl at now?3 pills down that's on meand it wouldn't be a song

There's kings and queens to these rumors, who just think you're a pawn