This is a song about "Money crystal"

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Keeping my lyrical, intelligence higher than bitches on crystal,

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

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Almost lost my life to the industry

Hustle for dis country money

Getting to the money

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

I put missiles through ships, this is as crystal as it gets

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Music is money, money isn't music

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

I wanted the money and never the fame

Money bring pain,money bring gain

I heard that time is money

Hopin' that my niggas see