This is a song about "Money management"

I put these poems all in these songs

Yup money talks, but for you money walks

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

So i dont need any management with it

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Hustle for dis country money

I like my hoodies fucked with lame

Money bring pain,money bring gain

But the money don’t stack, man money overlap

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that

Not bad using that dope money

Hopin' that my niggas see

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

She called me fantastic, i called her a fat bitch