This is a song about "When i walk off in that bitch ima look like a lick"

Succeed indeed im thief in the streets, when im with a bitch its like a fatty

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Sometimes i think im going too fast that ima end up in a collision,

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

I see a bight future when i look in the mirror

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

But he ain't beggin' for itand you can't love it you can

I used to walk with the gun now i walk like a man

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

My weeds first in possession, and ima rip a beat like excision,

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

I turn my back and laugh when my employees would like a lick,

I look back like, "bitch, i know"

And yall niggas the right flow

Jump that bitch from off a ramp

Gotta try not to look fake in fact