This is a song about "Cash flow"

Got a lotta cash like johnny cash, call me folsom

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

And i grew up poor with no cash flow in the country, you ain't even know it,

Just put your hand on the glass

40 on my face, getting cash

I crush back bones and my bank in like a waterfall, cash flow

Just the model, a dozen hollows is tough to swallow

See cash rule everything

Bun b, i’m underground king

Release the song, cash the lot

Your chick said i'm hot

Cash money, financial

As i light one for ill will

Group of white boys came out, their pockets rich in cash

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