This is a song about "Bitches and money and basketball"

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Cause after all the lights and screams

Tracks hyping bitches and freaks

Hustle for money and making livings

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Young money like drake and nicki

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

I need money, a life and riches. trillions of dollars instead of em' bitches.

I lack jungle fever, had to black for the sneakers

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

And we gettin' money, over here,

Middle finger up, give a fuck how they feel