This is a song about "Amount"

Cover the building in green my nigga: fred segal

Rationing the amount of trust i put into people

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

That you need to set a curfew to the amount of bullshit beefs you fuse.

And i be feeling like hova when y'all was sleeping on him

The amount of temptation surrounds me in isolation

With my muscle you'll be dazzled, but hustlin's a hassle

Better hope you can handle the amount of beef in ten cattle

Account the amount we are paid

Sippin' bitches what lemonade

Rust from the amount that pile up, never to touch and filled with blood.

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

I hope to live in a big house with a huge amount of space/