This is a song about "Life and getting money"

Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Stop bragging about money and just live life thankfully.

I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy

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

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

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

Liven life with danger/ and living life in danger is a big ass money changer/

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

This irritation of life that's getting real old

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

Wavy-haired, my skin got a money getting glare