This is a song about "Money i"

Chillin' with homies and family

(fast) i want da money car door funny

Cause we done did that

The money, i spent it.

I’m blessed it, cross-sign baptism west shit

I treat my money like its sacred

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

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

Not hungry for my poetry

I heard that time is money

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

I live for the money plus im dreamy

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

If i can make them money

Nigga i get it how i live and i live for money

She say that she celibate, i penetrate her mentally