This is a song about "Money making"

But knowing me i prolly never meetonly speak when a fan speak

We think making a bunch of money, is what it means to succeed,

The mess you've been making.

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

I making money everywhere i go

It sucks that i didn't get the chance to say hello

Get off a key like i can’t sing

While im in the making

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

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

Making money in manillas, but buying food stamps with a vista

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

Hustle for money and making livings

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears