This is a song about "Money don t buy happiness"

I make enough money to buy bullets to waste though

She call me all the time, i ain't no regular joe

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

And i'm about to fill y'all in on the real

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/

That you don't buy my album, save your money yo do not invest

Now the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Life of a don, sean don, sippin never had a palm reader

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

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

If i had the money dog, id probably buy you a pony

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree