This is a song about "I get money"

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Nigga i get it how i live and i live for money

I came up hungry

That i have all the money

Proves that ignorance is bliss

Get money then bitches

Get money like trump and rappas alike

For now everything just seem so right

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

I gotta get it in, get that money and then,

To get money you commit crimes

The world seems strange at times

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

Tryna get this money, so i can chill