This is a song about "Money and riches"

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

But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though

Subject matter’s all about the riches and dough,

She drop it low and then she bust moves for the fellow

Of riches, and mad lavish lifestyles

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

Shawty open your soul, pray that protools agree though

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

The battle ain't over till the black man sings

On the road to riches and diamond rings

Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow

'cuz we ain't never had shit, never had riches and dough,