This is a song about "Money and fem"

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

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

Never break, took a break though

U stole my money bread and dough

And we gettin' money, over here,

She told me erything is real

Wasn't no love for a nigga in the smug

Randy don't always talk about money and drug

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

And cash money supermarket like seth,

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

Hustle for money and making livings

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks