This is a song about "Fuck money"

Getting to the money

They say nothings ever free

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Money above the rim, but i don't fuck with timbs

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Im in it for the money

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

So kids say fuck school don't follow the rules they'll al be asking for your money

Fuck dirty money man my cash is clean, everybody braggin how they rap with speed

My heart beatsechoes into the cold streetswhere nightmares and darkness begin to meet

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

Started talking tough fuck i want my money damn i want it caching

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Lord knows that four door fit eight women

Fuck the money and public opinion