This is a song about "I got my money"

Got my pimpin game like im the money mike in the town.

Smoking loud, blowing down when the law ain't around

Wavy-haired, my skin got a money getting glare

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

Nah, i wouldn’t wish fame on my enemy

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance

I got money my crew and all the fans

I keep my money neat neat

Yeah i know we never got to meet

I got money mind and money on my wrist

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist

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

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

Cuz im stackin the money i got a bag of that sunny

If we thinking success is only measured by your money