This is a song about "Ass money"

I came up hungry

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

I ain't got no money,

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

They alll ran out of money.

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Getting to the money

Im in it for the money

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

I’m tryna be low key

My shit was submarine like, under ship

Music is money, money isn't music

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Yup money talks, but for you money walks