This is a song about "Money and bitchs"

But reality shows ain't real

And we gettin' money, over here,

Take my bus and bust down money

Must be something you want me to see

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

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

Enticed on money and vices alike,

You hang out where the pimps collide

Nigga i get it how i live and i live for money

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