This is a song about "900 dollars"

Anyone who tries me is a fake rapper, no dollars just counterfeit."

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

Resurrected your spirit, with lyrics for top dollars

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Driving you bonkers, eating roaches, yeah: just look at yonkers

And see i grew up poor, i probably didn't have two dollars,

You dropped outta college, you can't pay shit

Tryna flick a pic, 10 dollars says she frames it

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

You won't survive the night a million dollars baby i bet cha

Million dollars, i been there, 'bout a few times

Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive

A thousand dollars for that acer i couldn't trace it

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot