This is a song about "Pull trigers for my fam"

My finger's on the trigga and nigga i'm 'bout to pull it

Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit

I pull my six, so i dont have to pay for my fix,

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

And i pull my trigger

Stressin to become the first in my fam to go to college/

We don't need y'all, the fader's who we really fucking with, bitch

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

I pull out my 12. gauge i'm the prime bearer

I think my fam is key, cuz my momma believed in me,

Shawty stay up in philly, shawty was hella pretty

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

When i'm taking a wrong turn my fam puts me straight,

God damn pull out my racks

Living out of bags