This is a song about "Money come up"

All she want is one love, that money and that come with me

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

I come from humboldt where we turn dirt into money

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

But still you have that money, and you come from where pay is lame,

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

What a mess! but we clean in the club

Just remember when you come up

Come up, steal the show, make em overflow,

Niggas buy ringers can't pay their bill though

Come up to me with something harsh

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

Can't they come up wit they own shit

I know the world been waiting for that

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck