This is a song about "Cash money hoes guns choppas bustin stuntin"

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

Yellow diamonds in my ear

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

Don't shed a tear, cause mama i ain't happy here

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

Tryin' do right by you got me here

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

No cash in big stacks, no guns that click clack

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

Mind get to bustin rhyme im all about dollar sighns money respect but i still walk cocky

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

We bustin' like shot guns

That was my influence