This is a song about "Earning money"

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

I'm constantly providing for my fam and i'm earning checks,

Blow up on this society

I ain't got no money,

I'm a baller, literally

Don't sacrifice your morals for money

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

I don't know why i'm even on this track

But the money don’t stack, man money overlap

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

Gone head an make that money

I came up hungry