This is a song about "Money and boobs"

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

You aint strapped like saggy boobs

Mariah tunes and five flutes

You ain't know nothing about me and my money

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

"stay strong, keep your faith in god," what i told him

For the money and power they've been concealin'

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

And cash money supermarket like seth,

Enticed on money and vices alike,

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