This is a song about "Ill be trowing money in the air"

But make sure if they do see

Im in it for the money

One in the air for the people who fight

I heard that statistic i almost cried

And i'm suspended in the air floating

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

So imma throw money in the air, like im tryin to pay the sky

I love you your my one an only, my love for you is like a river it never ends,

Whether its a bong or a joint ill be draining it of contents, like im in the projects,

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

The smell of blood in the air haunted me,

From out of nowhere

With that weed in the air

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

Three in the air for the people who struggle