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

You fake like money your a counterfeit

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

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

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

How the fuck you gon' lose money when money works for you?

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

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

There's too much money that you withdrew

Lay down, relax, climax, let me bite you

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

Ill give you a run for your money

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

We getting money, you can face the facts