This is a song about "Making money and bitches"

A born starter, in the game for real

Making money was the ideal

I need money, a life and riches. trillions of dollars instead of em' bitches.

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Rawest practice and making

That photograph is fading

I making money everywhere i go

And true i’ve seen better times cause i’m getting dough

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

When your money stand tall bitches wanna know you but when your money

I work hard for everything i get

The way we making money on some stupid shit

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free