This is a song about "Money hoes and weed"

It was just the four of us uptown corners

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

You feel it from your head to your toes

But all i hear is "money, hoes, i'm the shit, cars and chains",

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

This is love, nothing else close

Bought the dope and have hoes

Put up and smoke that weed,

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

You rap about selling weed and money schemes