This is a song about "Love money weed"

Meet me in the tele where the lobby at, i'm probably there

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

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

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

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

You pussies ain't shit but venereal disease

I love the money but i hate the cheese

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue

Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

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

Pail if u still love money better prepaid your pall

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

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