This is a song about "Millionaire lifestyle"

I'm just sellin' my thoughts there

Im still the slum dog, millionaire

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

Millionaire, wanna be billionaire-

What a sad sight, lookin’ at my gas light

Lifestyle, finest type, yeah nigga we alright

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

A new lifestyle,ruthless and wild

Gotta give it to you girl you're one of a kind

Niggas battle me but they end up releasin there throttle and chokin on a rattle,

I live a liberated lifestyle, i will have your balls rotated on a turnstile cause i'm hostile