This is a song about "Money cant by happnies"

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

Perhaps it's just a fantasy

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

You cant disagree that your life is surrounded by great disbelief

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Cant impeach me, you cant breech me,

You cant leech me, you cant speech me,

C’mon and let’s chill baby

Hustle for dis country money

Let me rideuntil i get free

But hes dead so you cant

And i ain't trying to land

Hopin' that my niggas see

Getting to the money

Not bad using that dope money

Who trill as me, roll two of tree