This is a song about "Getting fucking money"

Shit is getting to me i'm my number one fucking enemy

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

You owe the money ho now your getting tamed

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

Getting dro on low like a fucking pro

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

We getting money, you can face the facts

Perhaps it's just a fantasy

In other words i'm getting money

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

Getting so fucking wasted you don't show up to shows

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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