This is a song about "Cash"

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

See cash rule everything

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

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

I can barely wipe my ass

If you knew my past and you knew my cash

I'm building my name up, not building up cash

But i let off everything i have

All bout the game, nothin bout the cash

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

And i'll proceed to throw this cash

His ass'll go splat if he don't just pass over the cash

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Feelings dont matter when it comes to cash

Rolling while im blowing this stash