This is a song about "Walking in the trains tracks"

I rap fast avoid the haters and look good on my tracks

Slang from dust to dawn, detectives act like they maniacs

Is getting turned down, in the end i've been walking with a frown

Then start barkin' loud 'til the neighbors wanna calm you down

Bitch in chains us switching lanes and terrains had the chains at the trains

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

Winner of the tracks, ricky bobby

Hopin' that my niggas see

You see the furs and pendants, austin sigoto, drop though

I'll cut him like he's walking in the lunch line slow

And don't you bring your camera phone

C walking in the kill zone

Walking in the centre, hit me and i mush like feta

My momma a og which makes me a don dada

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Or ima tie your ass to the rail tracks