This is a song about "Dealing weed and money"

Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

She prayed on me passing that bar

That hands you weed and alcohol

Love will have you stuck

With some weed and a cup

Blowing that money here, making money in europe

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

But thats just called dealing with shit and staying strong,

Shit on anybody with opinions, you dead wrong

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..