This is a song about "Cash cars hoes"

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Who earn their cash and blow it all up on these shiny cars,

Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars

While in the distance i hear passing cars

Bubbling above the elevated tracks and cars

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

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

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

And it is to drive in all these fancy cars

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Hoes love me because of my cars

Livin the fast life, in fast cars

I be murdering bars