This is a song about "Money and bestfriends"

You ain't know nothing about me and my money

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

We all dream one day we kings and queens

Yeah, glitterati, big bodies and tall swings

Hustle for money and making livings

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

And cash money supermarket like seth,

My heart too dark, i’m so gone, delete my phone

My bestfriends family took me in as their own.

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

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

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

Young money like drake and nicki

Lord knows you've been busy