This is a song about "Provin g wrong"

Take your time when you’re with me baby

On hip hop and grime my g,

I knew there was something wrong.

Haven't seen a girl in so long

I'm a grade a o g

I’m tryna be low key

My sim card's the bomb

They dissecting, it wrong

Bitch, they call it motor city

With a fronted silent g.

We came.. way too far pretty baby

We call each other homie g,

A demon that feeds of my inner g

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby