This is a song about "Cars and cash"

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

Me i got a nice house, car and some cash

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

And i’m making a difference and i’m getting nice cash,

That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,

Heard the sound of several gun shots

And it is to drive in all these fancy cars

The money, cars, and clothes, the riches and dough,

Yeah live from the soho, and hov told me i'd blow joe

Its way different ma you see em passin' out bars

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

You done put two of america's most wanted in the same

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,