This is a song about "Money and success"

I'm on deck i'm up next

Tryna fuck this, no success

Money in my pocket, success is in my eyes,

As your family dies, and my family rise

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

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

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

Im not really like worried about fucking up or you know what im saying

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

And to my soldiers rocking green in the country

See with a district columbia vision

Fuck the money and public opinion

After that moscato hit

My success debated

I'ma back em down like shaq with this black 2-2-3 in my hand

But never that, i'm hungry for success and i never fast