This is a song about "I need the money"

Need some money?break the bank

They could never understand

I’m way harder than the concrete

No one sees the help i need

So much money in my pockets, i might need a saddle

Slip capsules in a glass, she dizzy rascal

Of course i sometimes dream about the fame, the money

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

My time's approaching, i don't need the money for smoking

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

You need money holla at ya boy honey

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

Cos i dont need money from you or any other kid

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

Speaking of need, i need to go spark up the green