This is a song about "Robbery money cars lamborghini guns weapons family"

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

Land a wishes an he can finally make money to help his family profit

They say nothings ever free

Murder his family

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

Words are weapons (weapons)

Versace odor and lamborghini owner

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

Their government needs to stop spending money on weapons and troops//

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

But momma raised me right wont be a robbery

Words are weapons (weapons)

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

The money, cars, and clothes, the riches and dough,

Let me say this shit in slow-mo, homo