This is a song about "Money and hoea"

All green nigga pick six

"money and blood don't mix

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Nigga i get it how i live and i live for money

U stole my money bread and dough

Once upon a time not long ago

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

And they're robbing our money for tax

And we gettin' money, over here,

But this real, fuck how you feel

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

And cash money supermarket like seth,

So nevermind the money. and nevermind the fame.

When i'm working for certain, i'm hurting the game

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

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