This is a song about "Love money weed"

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Nigga i dont spend my money on weed i keep my bands up

Blowing that money here, making money in europe

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Last of a dying breed

I'm screamin' out fuck the police

I love the money but i hate the cheese

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Music is done without love but is done for the money

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

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

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

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