This is a song about "Killling and having money"

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

"money and blood don't mix

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Thoughts of having babies and living together till we're eighty

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Smoking so much weed and im having a beer/

All i’m hearing is aids, i ain’t deaf in my ear

Setting the stone in the river current and having dreams of futures he never foresaw

Truth is, my shit don't get publicized, when in reality, i already shit on yaw

Mama made her pretty

Young money like drake and nicki

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Take my bus and bust down money

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

Turn money into diamonds and gold