This is a song about "Man making money"

I'm everything that they call nice

Making her money she drive a mercedes

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

Making money and living it swell just isnt cheap

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

Like money man himself i will neva take a loss

Making money in manillas, but buying food stamps with a vista

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

People love hodgy i hate you though

I making money everywhere i go

I'm the most lean mean money making machine

Your developmental league don’t see a team

Easy baby my thing tight, but that lotus flower just ain't right

I think i just made friends with satan man, he's making me see the light

Found another man on her bed blanket over the head making love with no shame

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame