This is a song about "Life money and bitches"

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

Bitches say i'm too hot, livin' the life of biggie and 2pac

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

All my life i had lil money to invest, to spit and let my inner soul grew//

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

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

I'm high as fuck and i didn't call for all this

I'll take there homies,family and bitches

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

Stop bragging about money and just live life thankfully.

It's a beautiful bliss

Get money then bitches