This is a song about "Players break people s hearts"

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

Just maxin, relaxing, and rippin faggots hearts

Cause too many people got weak ass hearts

I got these tats all on my arms

When you making a difference it's gone be haters

I'm at the top pulling the strings like guitar players,

My hearts aboutta break, from dealin with all this motherfuckin hate

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

Wolf gang make a white pregnant bitch wan' abort

Sup players, thanks for all the support,

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Three major players gettin papers by the layers