This is a song about "Have my money"

So here i am at the store for some chips

Spending all my money on lids

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Kiss my ass, cuz my ass made this money.

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

Have been forgot except for money trees that grew,

But five years from now i bet she see

How to get my rent money

Killa i roller cheese blazed, high as fuck and feelin' great

Gotta make sure we have enough money, cause my lady said "i'm late"

I need my money pronto

This summer gone be mine though

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

I just want somebody i can see

Money in my pockets

Got a nigga seein things