This is a song about "Rich life and ghetto people and hate"

Blow my smoke out the window, dropping ashes on the bridge

See im about riding for my niggas and tryna get rich

Forever young and ghetto fabulous

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

Of being rich and powerful

A criminal grind mean hustle

Gotta live your life and dreams, but people keep killing it

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

He’ll be making people rich,

Eat a dick nigga, bitch

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material

I get off because of wealth, and i truly really hate the people,

And these artists don't need me they're already rich

Now look, don't make a grown nigga beg that ain't fair bitch