This is a song about "Money and riches"

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

She insecure with her body so she like fuck it though

All we need is convienient love

Get money, dump the riches

I've got weapons in words, i've got weapons in hands, riches and rags, coming

She feels a baby is the way to save her relationship that ain't nothing

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

From homeless to riches, not money but #figure

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

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

You get your girl for something tight tomorrow

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

Because they sold their souls for power and riches,

But i’m not out looking for me no misses

I dream of good life and riches

Shitto me that shit sound delicious