This is a song about "Amount"

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

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

Account the amount we are paid

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

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

Even if the amount of money is so small

Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call

Rationing the amount of trust i put into people

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

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

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

Tryin have a big amount

Everytime you come around