This is a song about "Grandfathers money"

Not bad using that dope money

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Not hungry for my poetry

Boy im out here chasing money

Yup money talks, but for you money walks

And of course, my car's off course

But the money don’t stack, man money overlap

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

Nah, i wouldn’t wish fame on my enemy

Hustle for dis country money

They alll ran out of money.

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

Its a war with the enemy

And my thun thun is blueand if i pop that bitch

Young money young money yeah we getting rich