This is a song about "Got that cash"

No cash in big stacks, no guns that click clack

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

You better get yours fore i reach mine

But you got that sign that i'm fine

No one-half and i hate math

40 on my face, getting cash

Cash money, financial

As i light one for ill will

The people that you mug, you know they're fresh out of cash,

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Cause the economies hungry for cash

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

I finally have some money man, most of the cash that flows through my hands

Not even let you touch me, why would i let you down my pants?/

That’s real shit, it’s bigger than rap

No receipt nigga i got that