This is a song about "Alec got money"

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

I got me funny money, cartoons and shit

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

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

This is roc nation and i'm not patient

I got money mind and money on my wrist

I don't got no money, adolescent currency

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

I dont rack stacks i got pocket change drug money is whack,

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

Well guess what, i probably got more money than your lousy ass

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

Money got me excited, i'm coming four or five times

My dough in flipmode, what up to busta rhymes

Lord forgive me i'm trying, know i ain't living right

I've got so much money man nothing is overpriced