This is a song about "Money money money"

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Don't sacrifice your morals for money

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge

I came up hungry

They alll ran out of money.

Gone head an make that money

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Because there ain't no coming back from that

But the money don’t stack, man money overlap

Not bad using that dope money

Cause some of you bitches funny

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

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

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck