This is a song about "Earn money"

My real fans gon’ ridegot my own shoe, clothing line

That the people who can't earn a dime can't have a rhyme,

Live and learn, call outs and haters the least of my concern, i earn this adjourn,

Your just going to die trying,now your out of steam like a dry iron

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Cos i have to earn and pay for my intellectual losses...

talking shit about me as if ma respect is so hard to earn

For them to see just who they would knowbut for me i held concern

Member when you had a jheri curl didn't quite learn

Keep the calls coming in more money earn,

How you expect to earn my trust

But got comma’s in my statement

Razor grips, laser spit

But now you gotta earn it.

Not what he beats to earn or sell-on, on the streets, his eyes heaped,

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat