This is a song about "Money money money you can take off you re cloths"

Forget it you just want the money honey

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

You already know you're dead

Then it's money you get

From curb surfingwe working the industry

What you talkin' 'bout if it ain't 'bout the money?

You need money holla at ya boy honey

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Paper planes, long flights

To get money you commit crimes

You fake like money your a counterfeit

You dropped outta college, you can't pay shit

What you talkin' 'bout if it ain't 'bout the money?

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

When your money stand tall bitches wanna know you but when your money

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