This is a song about "Money and bling"

Once as a slave who imagined being free

You ain't know nothing about me and my money

She dealing with killa so you love her taste

He showed his bling and got out unscathed

So the ones eye has freak don't run

Fuck the money and public opinion

Quietly becoming a top tier

And we gettin' money, over here,

Shout out bobby on hundreds

"money and blood don't mix