This is a song about "We dem niggas"

Fucking all dem hoes,rapping south

A thug niggas in tha house

And i'm as high as deion feet is headed to the house

Anytime we go somewhere, them niggas silence by the mouth

Bun b, i’m underground king

Tell them niggas we coming

I get money then i’m gone that’s a hard pill to swallow

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

U lookin real scared in dem streets cus

Press, they look at me like i'm a menace

But not one of dem good ones

And panned out, i'm all in love

When the niggas do crime, we the rest to blame,

Relax, take ya coat off, and let me getcha name

Cuz i learned in life bein a faker dont do nothin but put you in

And when you niggas realize that we all can't be in your fuckin reflection