This is a song about "Dont let money make you change"

You think life's nice and make money at home sipping coke no

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

While your just pathetic, but dont let it get to you, better

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

Nigga dont you run out of money nah nigga please

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

Dont fake it,your feminine raps wont let u make it

See your shit dont make sense you best repent

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

Be set back, i dont rack stacks i got pocket change drug money is whack,

And getting money is the song i sing

Girl let it out dont deny what you feeling

How you sleeping on my but then expect to make change

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage