This is a song about "Making money all day"

In here it a different kinda ball play either that or making it rain all day

As: my dad can’t satisfy her in the bedroom ever since he passed away

I say okay, i stand up right away, because i do not break a rule

The next day i went to the gym to see all my friends making a cake for the school

All while i'm making a name

Floor seats at that wizards game

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

But i’m not making trips lab to lab every single day,

Hustle for money and making livings

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

The way we making money on some stupid shit

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

One day ill be making nothing but grands.

I'm on the stage, you in the stands