This is a song about "Dollar dollar dollar"

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

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

Thinking how i could rid evil and let the good conquer

Leavin' the strip club with stitches and half a dollar,

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

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

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

Your friends sees you only as dollar signs.

Tryna get a holler from the almighty dollar

But more or less the hope for dope niggas to prosper

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

I guess you're the reason women earn 75 cents to the dollar!

Maybe youll get a dollar or two there,and get paid

When i saw that 28 to put me in and out of state