This is a song about "Killa money"

Nah, i wouldn’t wish fame on my enemy

Hustle for dis country money

Lady at the frank stand will

Cash money, financial

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Getting to the money

De ja vouz, i could vision my killa crew, more hospitable, consciously

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

I'm a killa it's true

And i've been thinking bout you

Seshin on this killa reefa that be the pol pot/

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

And busting it wronghot shots holla back when you get 'emoutlawz'll sic 'em, bustin back at the system

I'm a killa bomb call me c4, i stay shooting bars i don't reload, i try ta lay low, keep away from