This is a song about "Making money smoking dope"

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

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

Not bad using that dope money

Nah, i wouldn’t wish fame on my enemy

Witnessing what i did for d.c. though

I making money everywhere i go

But the battle ain't over till the black man sings

Hustle for money and making livings

Maybe i should take up smoking dope again

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them

So hate the rap arena not these dope songs i'm making

I ain't trying to bitch, but they say that i'm hating

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Im gifted, dont get this twisted never miss this wicked flow hella dope smoking

Compared to "them" you're making baby money

Once as a slave who imagined being free