This is a song about "Getting richer"

Raps richer than merchants,but i throw lines of emergence.

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

My trigger finger's screaming for the richer/

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Buy some liquor, you'll never be richer

Greenist moncler shit, earth tones in the winter

Your getting parred, lyricly flopped hard

I'm feeling like i never want to be apart

Days consist of getting payed/ getting bred with my team

Where i'm from, if you ever seen what i seen

I see the true color, when people are gettin richer

Model bitches is on line like "beliebers" on twitter

And i ain't getting breathless

Here i go again, searching for love

And i'mma keep ya fresh

What you getting is death