This is a song about "Cause i hold to my money"

We forever be real, we'll never fold

Gun in my hand cuz thats what i choose to hold

I’m throwing hundreds at kod, a little paper

Money in my sight, i used to catch the elevator.

Ima keep that on the low

I need my money pronto

She said it really dont matter if its real though

I hold the weight... of all my victims on my shoulders bro

Cause money ain't a thing if i got it i won’t spend

Now the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

But this card i'm trickin' with got no limit right

So im a hold you tight, cause i need you by my side.

Than the muse of a family

Check my letter i got christmas money,

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

I try with all my might to hold it back, cause i don't wanna fight/