This is a song about "I want money"

I want to make money off pure skill and talent,

I got a penny in my pocket, million in the trunk

The money, i spent it.

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Started talking tough fuck i want my money damn i want it caching

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

(fast) i want da money car door funny

Snitches here don't got no heart

That's all i fucking want

Let me rideuntil i get free

If i can make them money

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

All she want is one love, that money and that come with me