This is a song about "Money and hoes"

I could talk about diamonds and all my bitches and hoes,

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

Tryna stay clear of my foes

Bought the dope and have hoes

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

Money's on my mind, break the bank, now the clothes and hoes,

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

And imma make these hoes bleed

What do i really need

Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

We love for a while then a light goes

Thirsty hoes, and its a drought

How i'm outgoing but don't be going out