This is a song about "Amount"

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

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

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

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

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

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

Walking on the ground

Tryin have a big amount

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

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

The root of all evil, is sorta like the roots new sequel

Rationing the amount of trust i put into people

I'm the prototype with a godly protocol

Even if the amount of money is so small

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

She feels a baby is the way to save her relationship that ain't nothing