This is a song about "Curry money hous"

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

Acute, how you try to refute, obtuse fludes like juice dudes sip through in hous-ton/

Hustle for dis country money

But five years from now i bet she see

Than the muse of a family

I'm brown and i like curry

Let me rideuntil i get free

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

Blow up on this society

Boy im out here chasing money

Had too much curry but got lucky, i sullied the sponge equipped

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree

Im in it for the money

Cause some of you bitches funny

Getting to the money