This is a song about "Hittin bills"

I wasn't stopping 'til i got the bills

And god blessed me with a lot of patience

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

They're slittin' their wrists, missiles hit, hittin' the picket fence,

In an ocean full of sharks bout to come up short

Hospital time and bills that they couldn't afford

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

A disease, involves me hittin that green

It's moe, all i need is more chips

I have mad skills, i have stacked up mad bills.

If this was back in the days you'd get a lot of gills

Make snow white careless, i'm showered with dollar bills,

I'm an automatic spittin bullets hittin the listener

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for