This is a song about "Making money all d"

That i have all the money

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I'm the most lean mean money making machine

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Compared to "them" you're making baby money

Light girls if it's black they attract to usually

Making money in manillas, but buying food stamps with a vista

Embrace my words make the world changeand still i smile nigga

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

On the assist is d-wade, it's all about the heat plays

D.c. about to blow, we know cause we the guillotine

I've been making the most money you've ever seen

Cashing checks, making money, rinse and repeat is all i did

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

I can taste the salt from my tears

Hustle for money and making livings