This is a song about "Already rich"

That bitch fresh at rich flesh

I'm hoping i confess

You smell that? that's the odor of success bitch

Underhand shit dread of force you bought rich

To get rich and famous,

My nigga, its all love

And please would you die already?

But five years from now i bet she see

Now look, don't make a grown nigga beg that ain't fair bitch

And my niggas don't need me they already rich

My life, screw it with a drunk bitch

Nothins stopping me from being rich

I’ve made my mistakes already

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

D.c. all up in this bitch

Thats it we getting rich