This is a song about "What who you hanf around"

High on loud when i be ridin' out

What goes around comes around

Imagine if you was raised around a fucker who couldn't stop giving you shit/

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

And who the fuck is you, you claiming you'se the king of what?

What you wouldn't be always told myself watch who you eat with

And when you know you a catch it’s hard to pass up these bitches

You idiot looking over like who me,say what i want go ahead sue me,

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

You what in on that track like nigga who you know

You get your girl for something tight tomorrow

And fuck trying to get with these crooked ass hypocritesthey way they see it, we was meant to be kept down

Imma tell you a story about a kid at school who thought he was the greatest kid around in this town

Been trying to put it down long after i was signed

Or those who spit the truest rhymes, bro, that's what you decide