This is a song about "Conny money"

Yup money talks, but for you money walks

I let you know you dealing with dogs

Must be something you want me to see

Anint shit funny, for the money

Shit with our whole family

They alll ran out of money.

Cash money, financial

She all that i can handle

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Getting to the money

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Perhaps it's just a fantasy

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money