This is a song about "I been getting money"

I heard that time is money

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Blow up on this society

I ain't got no money,

Know it good when she go no hands

We getting money, you can face the facts

Bolt up my door lock, been hearing money talks

I'm singin poems for supporters of my songs

I've been locked in my room getting faded

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

And if you ain't getting money then boy you need to start

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

And i know you miss me tooshe sighed then she said

Never getting more money than a cashier's check