This is a song about "Money money money"

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

Money bring pain,money bring gain

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Getting to the money

How to get my rent money

I'm a baller, literally

But the money don’t stack, man money overlap

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree

They alll ran out of money.

Let me rideuntil i get free

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

Cash money, financial

She all that i can handle

If heaven had a height then you would be that tall but

Money come and money go still money problems addin up