This is a song about "Money my kids"

Top of the dome wit it, or wroten lyrics

She swallow my kids, that bitch never spits

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Money in my pockets

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

How to get my rent money

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Money got my fam going back words

Ravishing, rick rude of rappin you bastards

Intendent attend them, cool cause

People taking my money because

There's no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics

In my crib / butlers, women and nah no kids

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Now in my hand...i have my own earned money