This is a song about "Money and riches"

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,

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

The money, cars, and clothes, the riches and dough,

They want power and riches over your head

By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said

I could say that i'm a baller with the riches and dough,

They knee deep in today, ain’t too fond of tomorrow

I know sounds like the usual shit, the riches and dough,

You see the devil is alive but he work slow

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

Yeah i went from rags to riches and now i cant stop shagging bitches/

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

And then except that everybody just goes rags to riches,

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Those riches abusing socks and the teen glistening