This is a song about "We here to make money we here to grow we don t have time to waste so wake up and step up to the pace cos we will make you tap out"

Straight g thing, double m g thing

We out here we touring

We fight then we have make up sex

Convertibles with turbo jets

That's another topic, we should start a project

So we decided to go to the er and have it checked

If we were meant to be, why arent you here?

Since the birth of my son, the street life losing appeal

Ends in a fuck to cover up the muck we stew up,

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

We don't want an explanation, make an annotation to help you

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

We need to find our fears step on up and then just face em

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

//here we go, make history, yo

Addicted to stardom, a wish to blow