This is a song about "Life money gambling"

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

But the money don’t stack, man money overlap

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

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

Getting to the money

I’m tryna be low key

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

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

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

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

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

Fat sack of knives in the passenger side, bitch

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

But i'm not a dummy, without money i'm stuck here for life

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice