This is a song about "Ready"

And im ready to eat

More money that mean less sleep

Wait hold up, now i'm ready

Hopin' that my niggas see

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

We ain't ready, but they rarely

Battle ready, mounted steed.

I said i got my ass beat

And is ready for love section

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

That's why my hands stay ready

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

We ain't ready, but they rarely

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee