This is a song about "Making money all day"

Froze my bank account and seized my guarantee

Compared to "them" you're making baby money

Making sure that all the niggas see me

Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby

He said that he rather put the pump to his face

Countin money all day and we smoke dat bomb haze,

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

Countin money all day and we smoke dat bomb haze,

All while i'm making a name

Grown men in this game

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

The social workers here everydaynow brenda's gotta make her own way