This is a song about "Teck on the dresser"

Saw the bombs on the news

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

Yeah, look here i pay dues

You cant grab on whats on the news

Classless niggas ask me if they give a fuck

When i let that teck go hoes gone wet it up

They down to do it all, i call 'em us open

Crip on the run, nipsey hustle on the gun

You just need to take me, i know you can fly

On my ride on the bills baby i

Screw up the cup, i'm on

That's word to my mom

It's not about what she has or what's in her dresser

Well one man’s trash is another man’s treasure

And i'mma show you how the south was won

' alright, already, the show goes on