This is a song about "I get this money"

Commin' equipped with some shit that niggas just can't believei pull a trick from my sleeve now kamikaze

Mind get to bustin rhyme im all about dollar sighns money respect but i still walk cocky

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

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

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Multisyllabic and internal rhymes about conscious topics, creating the

This ain't fuckin algebra! grab that canister of money and get some new stamina/

If i can't get money i'd rather be down some pounds

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

Joeyy's blowing all this money, i ain't tryna spend a little

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

Tryna get this money, so i can chill

Finding more light to shed

Then it's money you get