This is a song about "Dreams and money"

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

Cause thats really that matters to me and my mommas both dreams

That would be cool, if she was your lover

And cause all their dreams to rupture

Time to open my first eye and see dreams

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

And cash money supermarket like seth,

Through fiends and thieves dreams of shit grown on money trees,

Went away for a little, let my wisdom increase

Get blown like lawn leaves

So goodnight and sweet dreams