This is a song about "Money and beign real"

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

If your head right, i’ll be there every night

Get money like trump and rappas alike

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

When you spill out hits

"money and blood don't mix

Confusing what was real and fake;.

Way too much right here is at stake

Nigga, fuck you. yeah, just you

Ima stay real and stay true

And modify your opinion

With plenty of money and women