This is a song about "Blowin money"

Realest nigga told you that, chloe love me more than rap

Stay blowin on dat loud hit port' after that

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Then came the news like a cold wind blowin' off the heat

Im spittin fire you blowin smoke

Lifestyles of the young and the broke

I get my inspiration when im buzzed and blowin trees

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

But now back in that opium den straight blowin'

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

She ain't trippin off nuttin’ nobody else say

Breeze blowin, takin my worries away.

Write and same time blowin reef.

Steal your love with ease