This is a song about "Back to the money"

All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod

I can only imagine, uncle bob

Getting to the money

We're living in a fantasy

Money from the safe in the back, stepped in waving the mac

Spit that raw shit, y'all some talkative condoms, fall back

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

Went to school and sat in the back

With no money to spend, movin out, im moving away, but when i come back

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Stacks on deck, bitch we stackin money to the ceiling

Makin money back to back

Top dropped down, black on black

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod