This is a song about "Money and hoes"

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

And y'all talk constantly, about all of your bitches and hoes,

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

I'll take control and break the mold, and even though fakest hoes,

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

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

In front of our building, they was my heroes

And keep out of the way of the hoes.

Got shows on top of shows

Spend money ,don't fuck with hoes.

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

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

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey