This is a song about "Money laundering"

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

Now look, don't make a grown nigga beg that ain't fair bitch

Hustle for dis country money

Let me rideuntil i get free

Not hungry for my poetry

That i have all the money

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Searching for fortune and fame

Money bring pain,money bring gain

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

That’s only if they handle

Cash money, financial