This is a song about "Cash money fake"

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

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

Make money of the poor and ill cash the check

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

We love for a while then a light goes

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

You ain't gotta screw up your face in front of the kids

I'm a victim of the money, of the cash in the hundreds,

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash

All bout the game, nothin bout the cash

Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog i'm on another level

Capitalistic mental, money and cash is still sick essential,

Just put your hand on the glass

And i'll proceed to throw this cash