This is a song about "Money falling from the sky"

On em from the sky our eyes precipitate when they deny

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

Never had a wallet, money falling out my pocket

That wet wet in my two seaterher nails done, her hair did

Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

Im screaming to the fucking sky

She don't really care about anyone advice

As she sees us from the sky high, through mom's eyes

Bun b, i’m underground king

I can see the sun falling

Money from the safe in the back, stepped in waving the mac

Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag

Bitches talkin shit can't hear em from the sky

Sniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

You get money from mowin-the lawn

Cause i'm thinking me and you could get along