This is a song about "Trade"

I wouldn't trade you for the world, you're all that i need.

But hey yo look, money from across the street

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Time to get paid, blow up like the world trade

If there was someway they could benefit from the trade

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

No need to decode, but yeah sometimes the truth blows and you trade blows

I'm cool with all these broads in here but i do not date lucaya hoes

Her pussy my dick sounds like a trade to me,

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

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

So if you wanna wild out and trade blows with kings like me,

I've been used for trade and laid by soldiers against my will,

My high school girlfriend dykin', my side bitch ain't take her pill