This is a song about "Amount"

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

All i wanna know girl what yo name is, i see them other niggas they be on that lame shit

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

Lyrics slur from my mouth, fuckas watch closely as it occurs with a limited amount

Higher than the amount of confessions in a confessional

He thinks aw, forget it, its so insignificant and little

Cause everybody else did it i had to save face

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

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

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

Everybody watching while you touching real money

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

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

She say she want a diamond, lisa raye welcome to the player's club

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

Tell em we'll never be but they settle for side bitches