This is a song about "If i get rich"

Yo i could set back, sell out, get rich, and light the hash,

And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass

I'm hearin' rumors so you need to switch

Can't stop paper chasin' dreamin' i am mad rich

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

If i ever get over this

Nawh bitch obama can suck a dick my views on life will never get me rich

Salute me, game: invented it, and you can't get no membership, little bitch

If i keep it underground, would i get signed by labels,

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

The rich get richer, while we fill up project blocks

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

The poor stay poor, only the rich get status

I get confused when i'm not rich

I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich