This is a song about "Pussy money bitches weed drugs niggas the hood broke"

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

The projects to the urban hood, where bitches pop rocks,

Out the hood, out for good, hating niggas wished they could

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

You gotta know the motto get money then bitches

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

He said he needed a come up, because selling nicks' was lame

Pussy niggas fight for a dame, i fight when the disrespect came.

That's right bitches, i aint from the hood

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took