This is a song about "Money i still dont got that rolley i still want"

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

And sometimes i still want to threaten him

I'm lucifer, but still i want to save myself from satan's lakes,

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

Would u still call me yours if i had no money?

Triple white ferrari yeah thats the easter bunny

I want to fight the music on this one

I want girl who still love me in ruin

Nay-nay i cheated death, but i still got you stressing.

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Like i got an s on my chest i thank god that im still here hes my bullet

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Turn 'em off! time to set it off, get you wet and soft

Money, pussy, power, respect that's the shit that i want

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I got the skill, i got that will to fufill, and make them haters go still