This is a song about "Hard earned money"

Perhaps it's just a fantasy

How to get my rent money

Every day was a saturday, shit

Music is money, money isn't music

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

Money bring pain,money bring gain

And all women who had light features, see

Don't sacrifice your morals for money

I run circles round these niggas' world like saturn

Where respect is earned, many try.... too many crash an burn,

I earned my spot, nothing free,try n mock, cant quite copy me, theres no stopping my spree

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

Just a couple niggas in a boxcar that bitch go lime

Money can be re-earned, but you cant turn back time

Cause some of you bitches funny

Getting to the money