This is a song about "Money girls life"

I'll spit about money,life,women, i spit all kinds o' stuff

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Liven life with danger/ and living life in danger is a big ass money changer/

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

Music is money, money isn't music

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Tell me, if you lived in poverty all of your life you wouldn't really talk money,

I’ve never seen my neighbors

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

Rich girls don't even look at girls that was the notion

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

To say life goes on, now they're counting money on the table

Money bring pain,money bring gain

I ain't interested in fame