This is a song about "Money and lamborghinis"

Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again

Screaming your name. money,power and the fame.

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

Barbed wire got a barricade on your destiny

Girl i don’t want to rush tonight

Enticed on money and vices alike,

And cash money supermarket like seth,

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

Money and power is what i wanna gain

"money and blood don't mix

I only got four minutes

Get money like trump and rappas alike

Know the time, know what it's like