This is a song about "Spend warning"

Cause money ain't a thing if i got it i won’t spend

Outta town rapper, bitches love to hear my accent

They are not confident when im talking

Don't get too scared, this just a warning

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

My mentality is first send the warning shots,

With no receivers had the pickin of a option

Now do the right thing by considering this a warning

Don't want to be the king

Who spend thier time just bitching

So the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

Summer's almost here, but i needed money to spend

You're the reason i can stand tall, me and my girlfriend

Counting seconds, no second chances i don't have time to spend

Hit me like a storm there was no warning

And this will be the song that we sing