This is a song about "Dollar"

Stuntin' in some other jordan nines

Your friends sees you only as dollar signs.

Imagine walking down the street without a nigga beggin' for a dollar,

One bullet to the brain, forgive my sins and alli didn't mean to be a bother

C.r.e.a.m over niggas! get the dollar machine!

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

Get a one-dollar raised and thinks i can’t handle it,

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

Nothing but loose change call this phoney #half #a #dollar

Melting pennies an painting copper ill sell my soul if you give the dollar

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

They don't care for you, they want a quick dollar,