This is a song about "Stores"

And pawn shops and thrift stores and food lion, nail it hard,

See, involvin' yourself is to be a part

Ben baller, six bottles, talk with such expensive slang

When my first lp drops the stores will be overran

The ghetto misery, shootouts and liquor stores

So i went down south but i ended up north

And constant doin' stick-ups, flip up, friends would rob grocery stores,

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

Loot banks, rob stores and call yo mamma a whore

The cp3 of this rap game, i bet my nigga score

I don't give a fuck, like a senior citizen

Black people get followed it stores, mindless locked in prison,

Sometimes i go stores and buy everything that i see

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Convenience stores being shot up just for a bag of chips