This is a song about "Money and blood"

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

I got money mind and money on my wrist

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

Take my bus and bust down money

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut

You're our own flesh and blood/

The only team more powerful? sasha and malia family

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

Im sweatin, blood and tears hit the floor

If you try to give it to me at the door

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Turn money into diamonds and gold