This is a song about "I got rich pro"

With 80 racks in my pocket, nigga i go in all night

I'm at the top of the league the way i pro-vide,

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Fuck everything? i wanna be rich, i guess i've lost my patience,

I wish i was as rich and famous yes that's a confession,

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

And hope to be rich and wealthy once i grow older,

Cashing up the stacks, i'm rich, but got a lack of facts and shit,

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

So as soon as i hear y'al on some real pro black

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

My mouth is like the sewer, yeah yeah i keep it gutter

No snitch, i ain't so rich i sit back and i ain't lucifer,

But they say we ain't big

Richie rich, got a candle stick,