This is a song about "Getting so mush money"

While prostitutes still getting money from sucking a cock

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

It's getting colder, shouldn't have dug so deep

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

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

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

Where my soldiers at? put your pistols in the air

Wavy-haired, my skin got a money getting glare

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

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

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

If we focused on our problems like we did on getting money, you'd think we'd get somewhere honey?

Gave yo girl a cash shower getting money every hour ill skin you to yo bones

Without choice or hope to voice our own noiseless mope of far away homes