This is a song about "Money money moeny"

That i have all the money

I came up hungry

Cash money, financial

Lady at the frank stand will

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Anint shit funny, for the money

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit

Music is money, money isn't music

Once as a slave who imagined being free

To legitimize the prize money

But five years from now i bet she see

Im in it for the money