This is a song about "Money bitch endz"

Gone head an make that money

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree

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,

Hopin' that my niggas see

I ain't got no money,

Don't sacrifice your morals for money

Let me rideuntil i get free

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Not hungry for my poetry

Getting to the money

If you aint talking money bitch don't step up to my property

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see