This is a song about "It s my money and i need it now"

I gotta get it in, get that money and then,

On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Nigga i get it how i live and i live for money

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

Or should i pull my dick out right now and get it over with

The money, i spent it.

Man fuck this shit

And i mean it so need to modify on that

Shades dark as fuck so all i see is black

It never crossed my mind, how much i improved from then to now and time to time

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime

Lost a couple friends, cool; nigga made a lot of fans

Need it for my parties, and i need it for my plans

Scratch my back all of that it get s me crazed

She dealing with killa so you love her taste