This is a song about "Work shy nigga"

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

We was tryna get dat work right nigga say that we get it

No a/c cheap car to do work

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

Yeah, i know that she was especially shy,

Never meant to make your daughter to cry

Hit japan and i'm instagraming camera shy samurais

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

She gotta hold her head up high

Niggas steady dieing in the shy

Where my soldiers at? put your pistols in the air

I see you over there, shy but aware

Shes funny and smart but im shy and im balking

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

I defy two-ply and pry for the shy and take back the cry with no trie

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry