This is a song about "Aj gould"

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

Writin' lyrics previously locked inside treasure chests,

We told him no dough then we go and get your bitch

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

I get off because of wealth, and i truly really hate the people,

Don't sacrifice your morals for money

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

When truly we're divided by our wealth, those lying snakes,

Not about the fame or the wealth,

Wish i could shed all these tears

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Blade in my hand time flowed like sand and i was far away from wealth,

Your not far from the treasure, 5 big pleasures.

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth