This is a song about "Crack guns money bitches"

See, all my life i was raised by a lot of criminals

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

I need money, a life and riches. trillions of dollars instead of em' bitches.

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

Nowadays, people only rap in two ways, money, bitches. my wishes is that this

We got dat guns and flow

What's the deal with the nets though

So tell me what they crack

May just gon' bring hobo back

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

Feeling weak, no money no #job just a pipe and some crack #rock,