This is a song about "Work boots"

He's knocking boots, never coulda dreamed they would prosecute,

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

He's knocking boots, never coulda dreamed they would prosecute,

See me off the bay with san quinn in a beige coupe

What is life? take a step in my boots

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

But i dont mind doing work

I ain't trynna be forward

Or military personnel fatigues and boots,

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

Keep that tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt

We getttin throwed, still put in work

Too focused, one word

I work hard, nigga put in work

Couldn't buy her louboutin, the boots leave bruises on her calf

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass