This is a song about "Knifes and money"

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

Fuck the money and public opinion

You ain't know nothing about me and my money

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Get money like trump and rappas alike

I'm on my deen inshallah, i'mma get 'er right

Mix a little syrup, it ain't no way to cure him

For the money and power they've been concealin'

Roley, rolex, relaxsay she just gave me head, leaned over in the front seat

#invisible knifes travel into ya spine, carvin your face into meat

Knifes, axes and multiple varieties of gun

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million