This is a song about "We almost there"

See me and you we almost had the same outcome, heath

Cause i disregard the white dress and the perm weave

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Because we barey talk and im almost in the city

Tell me where my soldiers at? put yo' pistols in the air

We had a little sister in the system and i lost her there,

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

But here we show, there it goes, i remember gas stations,

Like your bitchin' wife and sister might get tonight

Remember when we almost got into that fight

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Celebrated , there we put our

Another love song about shit

There is nothing we can do to stop it

It's been a half a year, i say we take it there

Baby, just come close, let me play in your hair