This is a song about "Cheating money"

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

Fuck you go to hell u cheating son of a bitch i wish u fell

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

Don't sacrifice your morals for money

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

Cause some of you bitches funny

Hustle for dis country money

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

I said i wasn't cheating but you didn't believe me,

Cheating, up beating, did he? yup.

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

I’m tryna be low key

Getting to the money

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Cheating, sleeping, its giving me a reason, beating, someone up.