This is a song about "Smokey rob"

Start whine, my gyal, start whine

Rob you on the street with the nine

Amazing and fire blazing ill rob your retirement savings

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

All my nights i stayed up hopin a nigga don't rob

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

Every battle you get smoked, that's why your name is smokey

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

When rob and dez was in the ball pit

Foolish, i be on that new shit

The man just laughs and says "there was no rob"

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

Quick fast in and out we rob the servo cashier

This rozay, wale, gunplay, and that nigga pill