This is a song about "You lost before it started"

Before you give it up to me

Shit with our whole family

That's what i'm screamin when these money hungy cops be chasin

You think of fashion before it comes time for passion

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

We had ya pussies flinching before the records started sending.

And if you think this is it, think again, i haven't even started,

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

Before you claim it as your own, erroneously

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

I'll keep it quick, before you get impatient

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

Wale, you must know im on my stuntin shit

You had your chance, whore, and now you lost it

We gotta try and pry it out from underneath you, before,

The cp3 of this rap game, i bet my nigga score