This is a song about "Trappin and gettin money wid my niggas"

And we gettin' money, over here,

Middle finger up, give a fuck how they feel

From the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

You say you trappin and you never even sold a drug,

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

I do dis for my niggas and city

How these fake niggas gettin so famous.

Here i go again, falling in love

Nina on my femur is cocked ready for action

And i knew that i'd make it out one day!, rappin' or trappin'

Take my bus and bust down money

I'm a baller, literally