This is a song about "Love and money"

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

All she want is one love, that money and that come with me

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

Cause my thing something vicious

Who cares about hearts and love

Young money like drake and nicki

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

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

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

Blowin' fuck it i don't care, dreads is flyin' everywhere

And if money wasnt there love could always be that one fair trade to share

She aint an object but neither is money and ill have that free based love

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Hoping that the material possesions can materialise to a better you

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due