This is a song about "Hard work money weed"

People forgettin about hard work and that grind

A million nasty things went through my mind

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Both: we both love our moms, women with grown women needs

It's hard to find good honest work that pays in the streets,

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

Work hard is what she did each lesson

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

And understand i work hard to make these bands.

This is years of hard work, dedication and skill

She sing, model, and dance, but can't sit still

Flower bomb, can i blow up on your mind

People forgettin about hard work and that grind

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you