This is a song about "Money and boobs"

You ain't know nothing about me and my money

And to my soldiers rocking green in the country

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

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

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

I don't sprint just boost when i feel

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

For the money and power they've been concealin'

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

Story of cudi, nigga getting out my dreams

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

Once as a slave who imagined being free