This is a song about "Money love"

Pail if u still love money better prepaid your pall

We be in the party like we own that bar

You gotta breathe and be at ease

I love the money but i hate the cheese

In that 09' range while i'm singing old tre shit

Music is money, money isn't music

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

I ain't even start yet, this is propane

Money bring pain,money bring gain

I’m tryna be low key

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

Not bad using that dope money

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

As i seenobody cares about my history

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