This is a song about "Amount"

Caramel macchiatos when shawty get into work

Can't forget the amount of words, flipping heck it's just absurd

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

But i told them every single day that i'd amount to something

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

Cause everybody else did it i had to save face

For him to be true is all you ask but i'm foolish

Frown and a gun lit is all she could amount to confront with

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

And i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughin at cha

But no amount could amount to a rap that could damage me

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

Even if the amount of money is so small

I'm so-cal, you so-called rappers need to go call

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

They hatin'/ saying i ain't amount to nothing well your right i should simply embrace it