This is a song about "Money and life"

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

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

But i'm not a dummy, without money i'm stuck here for life

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

Enticed on money and vices alike,

You gotta make sure you aim right

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

You ain't know nothing about me and my money

A couple years back ain't seen my vision

Fuck the money and public opinion

I'll spit about money,life,women, i spit all kinds o' stuff

I'm sure you not about to tell me you ain't cum enough

Take my bus and bust down money

Now i know a lotta styles, some see