This is a song about "Earn money"

I work for weeks and lurk the streets learnin how to earn the green/

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

How you expect to earn my trust

And get caught, in the moment

I run circles round these niggas' world like saturn

I've learned how to earn, it wasn't difficult to discern

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Who earn their cash and blow it all up on these shiny cars,

Each day you earn only a couple bucks

So i can understand police victims

I earn constant feedback, i don't earn for coke and crack

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

You ain't gotta screw up your face in front of the kids

With power puffed in his lyrics, never hurled to earn gimmicks?

I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep

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