This is a song about "Money be my motivater"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

How to get my rent money

Girls, power, money, it ain't my motivation,

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Ya’ll be highly obliged when i drop my shit

I treat my money like its sacred

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

Barbed wire got a barricade on your destiny

Witnessing what i did for d.c. though

I need my money pronto

I got money dripping from my pockets.

And shrimp might run and tell the pigs

Spending all my money on lids

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Well go and get that money, i'll be right here chilling.