This is a song about "Dance fame money boys"

Even with the money and the fame

Through all the rain and the pain

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Of course i sometimes dream about the fame, the money

Cause my mission's insane, you couldn't vision the pain

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

Flyest nigga in this bitch, and i don't even own no chain

So nevermind the money. and nevermind the fame.

First i stack some money, then go to war with them boys

Collabs i write are "dope" to me, even though there's no points,

When i'm working for certain, i'm hurting the game

Not the money or the fame, but the writtens with my name

I rather give you my last to see you live again

What influence as nigga money or fame

I just keep telling them about the future, the money and the fame

That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain