This is a song about "Gu ns and money"

Bitch, they call it motor city

Young money like drake and nicki

Shout out bobby on hundreds

"money and blood don't mix

A born starter, in the game for real

And we gettin' money, over here,

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

For the money and power they've been concealin'

Like banana peels for heels, my spill is so legit

I got me funny money, cartoons and shit

Before i get to t.i.a. i'm sure to make her rain

So nevermind the money. and nevermind the fame.

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Take my bus and bust down money

Randy don't always talk about money and drug

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck