This is a song about "Team 18"

Money ain't a thing

Check the stats, my team winning

Stacking cream snatching girls for my team

They said seven tracks, i said fifteen

Do it myself without a team highest self asteem i'm in a kings thrown

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

Fact mj got cut from his ball team

Okay, so play d, know what i mean

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Of making it to t.v. with my niggas as a team

Your team will crash like nascar

That gal want me ride har

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

Vc can't tell me nothin bout this team,

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

Days consist of getting payed/ getting bred with my team