This is a song about "Money and success"

And cash money supermarket like seth,

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

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

Of hard work and success, smoking more grass than wildfire,

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

I just play my part make moves like chess

Tryna fuck this, no success

Money in my pocket, success is in my eyes,

Them haters wishing they could see my demise

Never realize the precious time that bitch niggas is wasting

Blinding me and keeping me up, no nights to sleep, for success is waiting

Hustle for money and making livings

She likes the way it hits her lips

I tell em "honey, i no cher" i'm so sunny

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money