This is a song about "2 sisters that likes to spend money but one is irrisponsable with he money"

But i gotta get it gotta focus on that money

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

My heart beatsechoes into the cold streetswhere nightmares and darkness begin to meet

She likes to look in my hood; she says it's the best shiny bling with that one rippled beat

Come and see what i'm about, pull your hair you say my name

But still you have that money, and you come from where pay is lame,

But there is no money to spend

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

Back at it again all this money that i spend

And if money wasnt there love could always be that one fair trade to share

Meet me in the tele where the lobby at, i'm probably there

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

With no money to spend, movin out, im moving away, but when i come back

How i'm like bobby deniro, joe pesc and them cats

Work the asses off and the owners the one with money stacks