This is a song about "Money bit he s and hoes"

You little young-ass motherfuckers

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

You feel it from your head to your toes

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

But if you rupture a tendon i bet them feelings change

In exchange he gave a name, fame, money and a lyrical rage

A little bit of love, a bit of bud, and some innocence

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

I’m a blood motherfucker, nothing new to tell

He throws up every single bit of his hell

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

No money, little bit of chance, skill, and i was out sold,

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,