This is a song about "Getting my money"

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

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

I ain't seen my lady in days, i been out on these streets so long

Nothin going wrong just getting money saying it again in my song

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

Thought that getting money was the only payment

Takg there money, there getting dryer,im not a drug dealer i dont do deals

And, yeah, we heard you got it locked but like dem socks we on your heels

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

We getting money, you can face the facts

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

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

Tell me where my soldiers at? put yo' pistols in the air

Wavy-haired, my skin got a money getting glare

This is roc nation and i'm not patient

I got money mind and money on my wrist