This is a song about "Money bags"

Become a coach designer of body bags and coca leaves

Yeah you laughing my nigga but everything ain't what it seems

Gorgeous, the funky four horsemen and one more

To go from sellin’ bags to bottles right out the store

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

Back-to-back packin' bags back and forth with fifths of jack

Never miss these things, see my game precise

I'm a winner , bags for disposing guys,

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

A lion in form, matt leinart when firing the ball

Rob tutors, book bags and yet still they call

Getting to the money

Blow up on this society

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig

Music is money, money isn't music