This is a song about "Money girls and hennesy"

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

That beautiful girls and parties are lame

I’m coming back like light-skin and

And big money like hulk

Dumb girls doing it, and my shoe again,

If your mind is on sex you must got esp then

Girls like me cuz i'm kind and handsome

So now she picks up the gun

"money and blood don't mix

Went out and had a church of kids

These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

Pose, click, pose, click

Girls, traffic and some things tragic

I got money mind and money on my wrist

Whoever want it, they better note that i’m so focused