This is a song about "Amount"

Higher than the amount of confessions in a confessional

Sex is just a weapon, i can leave you wet from this pistol

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

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

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

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

I’m an animal my video on discovery channel

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

All you want is a good amount of dough, and to shoot a bitch/

They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage

Give me dome, then let me skate

Account the amount we are paid

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

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit