This is a song about "Money and boobs"

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

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

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

Turn money into diamonds and gold

Hustle for money and making livings

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

"money and blood don't mix

Hopin' when this bread get here

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

And we gettin' money, over here,

Middle finger up, give a fuck how they feel

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Young money like drake and nicki