This is a song about "In love wit the money"

Cause the niggas i grew up wit' wanna see me in a beam

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme

I got a gun named moses, i’m in the club wit' it

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that

You ain't gotta screw up your face in front of the kids

I'm a victim of the money, of the cash in the hundreds,

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls that you offer them ones but they ain't let you

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The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Make money put it in the lobby

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Then stick his clipped nails in the licorice and continue stabbin' him wit it,