This is a song about "Alec got money"

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

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

We got money so we ball out

I must go like fly route

Ive got no money and no honey life never sunny

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

Got her glued to my money like it's a dope nest

The you should look up in the stars

Money mayhem got them niggas all goth

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

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Money rules this city,nobody got pity

Or do it jackass and leave your breath all shitty

I got money mind and money on my wrist

So the fuckin' school suggested me a therapist