This is a song about "Agree"

Then we agree you feel me now

Will somebody please show me how

And all the fruits agree

It ain't hard to make money

Don't let them free, beat them till they wee' 'n' agree,

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Same to biggie, but i'd think they'd agree

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

You disappear reading this a letter agree!

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Then we agree you feel me now

Bitches ain't around one thou

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

You're gonna agree, to meet with me in the flesh