This is a song about "Money callin so i got to go"

First i stack some money, then go to war with them boys

I guess i can't blame you, you made your choice

I got me funny money, cartoons and shit

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

Well, gotta go the next paper is callin for my pen to create a perfect ten,

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

Now i got to go but i will be back,

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

We got so much money they thought we never stop

The wake up, dawg get ya face off the pillow

I tell him nigga you got to go

Hey girl, i called, but you ain't callin',

Catch you up on places i've been

Ain't no gimmick with the flow

So i guess i got to go