This is a song about "Bruddy paying bills"

Getting rid or witnesses paying attention

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

You know i want a piece of that pie

Movin, eyelids low cause my bills too high

Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags

She paying to fuck me, while you waste your stacks.

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit

Making dollar bills out of music

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Everyday counts when you're this far from the bills

She going to borrow some money

Yea dank weed pays my bills, feeds my tummy

And got poppy seed fields with million dollar bills

Call of duty mode with these verses, lot of kills

That photograph is fading

Home invading but now paying,