This is a song about "Money and god"

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

Who believe in god and sin.

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

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Money on my mind as god as my witness

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

Get your ass privileges with parking meters

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Take my bus and bust down money

And then the other one as i pray to god

I'm wale, the new nigga on the block

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Young money like drake and nicki