This is a song about "Growing up and getting money"

I step up in the spot, they get to working hard

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

I remember growing up, poor neighborhood.

And me? i'm fresh prince, i'm will smith to the hood

End up doing coke and getting bigger than hulk hogan.

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

And i know it's hard when you feel that anger growing

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Getting to the money

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

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

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

Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck

The hardest part of life is growing up.

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Fifty millions and we're still growing!