This is a song about "You ant shit"

You wna call me shit then ill call you shit to

Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you

You bammas like hyperstrikes, your wifey sleep outside of you

This is my point of view, ya dreams of leaving ant ever coming true,

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

Happen to you , nothing is shit

Its like this drive i have inside, fascinated by lies, there ant no compromise,

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

I can't ant get away with murder

And none drum, iller than ninth wonder

That if you treat people like shit you gonna be like shit.

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

It's all good, finna dog that

I aint lettin' you win with your shit

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

You could chuck all of his shit