This is a song about "Love the money"

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

Not hungry for my poetry

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey

But once again i procrastinate for the money

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

When i arrive the whole town gets sunny

A nigga thorough, she knew it before i bought her car

Pail if u still love money better prepaid your pall

But the money don’t stack, man money overlap

David hit the pavement with this grapple rap

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

Hoping that the material possesions can materialise to a better you