This is a song about "And im making more money on monday"

Your man wale in his own damn lane

Throwing money up and making it rain/

And it's still tight, i like when it's real tight

Enticed on money and vices alike,

Money, murder, marijen bitch im on that crip tonight

Nigga i tranquilize a bucketful of crabs damn right

Cashing checks, making money, rinse and repeat is all i did

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

I got money mind and money on my wrist

If you feel it, it must be real just

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Its a jungle out here and ima pounce on tha money

And eagerly im ending peoples lives more speedily"

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

I be ahead of these niggas last king guillotine

I'm the most lean mean money making machine