This is a song about "Life money and bitches"

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Ive got no money and no honey life never sunny

Why you lil niggas still swinging? got virgin tight flows yall still swinging

My life was in a vault and all the bitches used to hiss thinking

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

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

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

Her own family and those backstabbing bitches

I need money, a life and riches. trillions of dollars instead of em' bitches.

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

Fuck nazis ' hoes and fuck illuminati's bitches

It made its way home like a road map, i fathered this

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

You gotta know the motto get money then bitches