This is a song about "Getting my heart broken then being successful and getting money"

We getting money, you can face the facts

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

Getting to the money

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

My knee was cut open, heart was broken.

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

My broken heart you could mend

Niggas in the street scared

Never getting more money than a cashier's check

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

I take a sip of hennessy and then get pissy drunk

Thought that getting money was the only payment

Getting better and better watch them scream my name

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again