This is a song about "Lose of money"

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

On my knees till they bleed, i'll lose both of my legs for you,

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

I want it all... all of the money

Hopin' that my niggas see

I wanna grow up rappin, makin bundles of money

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

How the fuck you gon' lose money when money works for you?

Now jordan iii my shoe, double m g my crew

Im getting stacks of money everyday.

But i got two a-mex's that look the same way