This is a song about "You got"

Got tired of running from the police

Reppin clarksburg you got beef,

You got love for hov? man, you got love for hoes

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

I know what it takes

Got me thinking you 2 chains

But you got assumptions

Cause we been off them slave ships

Conversations got you blushing

Plus big truckin too it's nothing

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success

I got more and you got less

You thought you got it made

Of course they all hate