This is a song about "It s all about money"

I give him a helpin' hand, bring him out to thugz mansion

All we ever talk about is money and prostitution!

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

It has been 2 years now, and you're still lying about the money

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

It. those who support me are all lucky cuz that's pure money.

Scratch my back all of that it get s me crazed

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

That's why i talk about money and what i got, and you ain't even know it,

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

It doesn't matter if a rapper talks about all his bitches,

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

Got a condo on my wrist girl, i'm cashing out

Let me get started and tell you what it is all about

The day before is better than the present

Back at it again all this money that i spend