This is a song about "All this money how could i be broke"

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

How could this rule be set against my policy..

Of all that i could do, and how happy you could be

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

You never know how much this world could be cold

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

And it begins to phase him more each day

But at this point all i could do was pray.

See, i finally realized how we could be together forever now/

And now.... i gotta wallow through the crap to find my heart somehow.

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

How could i not blow? all i do is drop "f" bombs

All this money don't mean shit if i aint gon spend it

We exclusive, they be talking but they never do shit

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

How could i not blow? all i do is drop "f" bombs