This is a song about "Me having money"

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

Thinking of having a quick trip three, split me 50/50, lift me

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

Having emcees tell me the essence of rap has now turned into crescent.

Believe me, money ain't shit it don't matter

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

Money got me excited, i’m coming four or five times

I can't see your album coming, that shit's like a sucker punch

Not having my jodi with me has got me in pain so much.

It. those who support me are all lucky cuz that's pure money.

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

So give me all your money and don't try nothing funny

I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy