This is a song about "Money bitches and weed"

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Bitches fiend, cut in half like the laced weed,

Started out with just alc and weed

I said i got my ass beat

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

But i don't got the steak for y'all dishes

1 for the money, 2 for the bitches

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain