This is a song about "Getting my money up"

Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark

And if you ain't getting money then boy you need to start

She can't know where my mother stay

Im getting stacks of money everyday.

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse

Bolt up my door lock, been hearing money talks

How to get my rent money

I came up hungry

Fuck what they selling, it's reality living in the mirror

All my fans are getting pumped up- check the barometer

Lil money i pay my own bills. shut ya eggs up for they rotten

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

And got her room number, you can find me there

Wavy-haired, my skin got a money getting glare

Thought that getting money was the only payment

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement