This is a song about "Money and bitches"

Hustle for money and making livings

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

When your money stand tall bitches wanna know you but when your money

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Niggas run around with them chickens just leave with the fishes

Fuck nazis ' hoes and fuck illuminati's bitches

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

I need money, a life and riches. trillions of dollars instead of em' bitches.

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

I'll take there homies,family and bitches

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

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see