This is a song about "I need the money"

Not likely like stay long please

I love the money but i hate the cheese

That i have all the money

I'm a baller, literally

Waiting/showing you her beauty if she's naked

Cos i dont need money from you or any other kid

Of course i sometimes dream about the fame, the money

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

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

Living underground like a godfather buried alive

To get the green into my hands, the money trees i recognize,

I want it all... all of the money

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free