This is a song about "Money is what im about"

We don't speak to informants, they just look for a way out

This is what i want from my raps and what it's all about

Im about to tell you what i think and how i feel

This where the haters is, this why they hate us here

That's why i talk about money and what i got, and you ain't even know it,

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

What i'm supposed to, muggin mean people say i'm about my money so i ain't

Guess it's time to see who really is yo' friendtell me you pregnant and i'm amazed

Mind get to bustin rhyme im all about dollar sighns money respect but i still walk cocky

Commin' equipped with some shit that niggas just can't believei pull a trick from my sleeve now kamikaze

What the fuck is this asshole here to really talk about

Hatin’ niggas? chalk em out. go on, get the coffin out

Is dc in the house, without a doubt

Flow on my wavelength catch what im about

No tarot card reading; i'm foreseeing you niggas vanish

My money is turning me green no wonder im called radioactive,