This is a song about "Stole"

U stole my money bread and dough

Whip purple and yellow, hello

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

She stands stagnant, adamant, the man opposite her stole her rent

I was breakin' ‘em down, now i’m sellin' ‘em whole

That's the type of shit that'll get a "tough guy" stole

But when i fuckin' go, lucifer will probably have my soul

U will die automatically if u heard that a check has been stole

Roll up in my ‘rrari stole your bitch i’m sorry

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

If doing it is wrong, i don’t wanna be right

No difference i allready stole the stage tonight

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

But i had a conscience, listened to it, never stole the bicycles,

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

You stole from me from under my nose