This is a song about "Haters and money"

Take my bus and bust down money

They say nothings ever free

And all women who had light features, see

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

Young money like drake and nicki

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

So nigga listen you can probably learn a lesson perhaps

I rap fast avoid the haters and look good on my tracks

And talking shit we gon' party all day

And fucking, haters got something to say

"money and blood don't mix

While scheming on hits