This is a song about "Money crystal"

Lady at the frank stand will

Cash money, financial

But you the one on crystal meth, bitch my rhymes are limitless

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Music is money, money isn't music

When they feel safe on some bitch shit

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

How to get my rent money

Your voice sounds like you’re always on the crack and crystal,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Crystal clear zoned mirror , need please on knees deplete destroy

But not the numbers i makeload up that wild boy

But usually when i speak up it goes in and out the other ear

Finally i can see crystal clear,i see you have no career, your troubled with fear

Staring at the crystal ball

Didn't do a thing at all