This is a song about "Love not money"

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

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

Listen to me this love was not textbook

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

Picture that and they ain't fire not a single shot

They sucking up your money,but not your cock

Pail if u still love money better prepaid your pall

And this still the hardest shit you've heard from la this far

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

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

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

The love affair with arrogant flare is not as common as thought.

Always keep a goalie on on me, i ain't for that maury talk

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

It's outrageus, people not having money for food