This is a song about "Money love"

All she want is one love, that money and that come with me

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

I'm a baller, literally

Getting to the money

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

But i was plotting on you, i really wish that i'd have got to know you

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Champaign by your tub, rose pedals as she walk, you know the floor don't need to see you

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

Blowin' fuck it i don't care, dreads is flyin' everywhere

And if money wasnt there love could always be that one fair trade to share