This is a song about "Money first"

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Been runnin to the money since my first steps

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

We're living in a fantasy

Getting to the money

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

Blow trees like a hurricane

Money bring pain,money bring gain

First i stack some money, then go to war with them boys

I guess i can't blame you, you made your choice

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free