This is a song about "Bicth better have my money"

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

Didn't have it for a year so the money was wasted

Two whips, six tattoos, no kids

Money in my pockets

Gotta make sure we have enough money, cause my lady said "i'm late"

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight

God better forbid that i have a kid,

You're emotional bitch, fuck your period

I finally have some money man, most of the cash that flows through my hands

They use it to pay off bonds, its a cycle, you need to learn the facts

State that yo--money makes you better

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Ya family will be missin you, theres a kiss for you

Have been forgot except for money trees that grew,

I got money mind and money on my wrist

My rap isn't fast but i have been the coldest