This is a song about "Amount"

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

Account the amount we are paid

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

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

Somebody tell justin beiber that i'm fuckin' coming

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

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

I’m an animal my video on discovery channel

Like a monica skinded with a madonna spirit

Mother could care less , i never could amount to shit,

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

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

This a different motor man better go to work

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

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

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