This is a song about "Dough boy"

I keep a level head, gettin high layin low

I know sounds like the usual shit, the riches and dough,

'fore you love you a nigga, try loving your kids

Flippin' up dough on the mat like gymnastics,

I'm just tryna push a porsche, that's white like montana snow

Nowadays it’s about bitches and hoes and riches and dough,

Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow

I know sounds like the usual shit, the riches and dough,

I told her i love that pussy, she think we a couple though

We were losing our hope cause we were never oozing with dough

A nigga ghost every time youngin on the flow

My house was commandeered, i'm all out of dough