This is a song about "I got my money up"

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

Lil money i pay my own bills. shut ya eggs up for they rotten

One time for the 305, though

I need my money pronto

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy

I tell em "honey, i no cher" i'm so sunny

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

I got the mic up in my hand,

Got her glued to my money like it's a dope nest

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

But i got more tricks up my sleeves then fucking ben ten

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

Got my hands twinned up i call em siamese