This is a song about "Love money respect"

Pail if u still love money better prepaid your pall

I swear, i kinda feel like she's slightly bizarre

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

Music is done without love but is done for the money

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

I’m a top tier nigga looking for respect

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

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

Come on have some respect

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Verse two:yeah niggai got tha word as hellya blew trial and tha judge gave you

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

Ain't nothing here minimal

I can respect the hustle