This is a song about "All about my money"

Why yap about money, and all that

This is why her nigga mad

What i'm supposed to, muggin mean people say i'm about my money so i ain't

Guess it's time to see who really is yo' friendtell me you pregnant and i'm amazed

We all have a dream like king said about a bit of money,

She say that she celibate, i penetrate her mentally

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

All these mixed feeling about my siblings,

U took all my money and ran away...

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Now you also talk shit about money

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

I could talk about diamonds and all my bitches and hoes,