This is a song about "100 50 20 moving money"

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

All my life i had lil money to invest, to spit and let my inner soul grew//

100 deep v.i.p. no guest list

If i lost you be patient

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

Moving houses for supposed whores

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Moving pounds wit aggression

My dawgs got rabies, they bitin each otherand it ain't hard to find a friend like mine

Workin' in the local blocks, sellin' goods n' sweets, for money for studio time//

Cheese/ fuck the paypa , ill do my time , your money i dont need / so when

Instead of countin sheep, niggas countin cannibalsand that's how it is in the pen

I need money, a life and riches. trillions of dollars instead of em' bitches.

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this