This is a song about "Making money stacks"

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

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

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

I'm the most lean mean money making machine

Throwing money up and making it rain/

Never let the game play youand for the fame

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

Back to the flashbacks blowing stacks

Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags

They were going out i was making stacks

Yeah, and make sure everything you say

Im getting stacks of money everyday.

I dont rack stacks i got pocket change drug money is whack,

They can't see me, i'm like the team that brought brett back

And still a nigga made it here

Making money was the ideal