This is a song about "Life and getting money"

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

Never getting more money than a cashier's check

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

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

But five years from now i bet she see

In other words i'm getting money

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

And if you ain't getting money then boy you need to start

Stop bragging about money and just live life thankfully.

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money