This is a song about "Money my kids"

So here i am at the store for some chips

I wanna feed my babys kids

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

Money got my fam going back words

Take my bus and bust down money

Than the muse of a family

We be like wow

My money don't fold now

You ain't know nothing about me and my money

Must be something you want me to see

I keep my money neat neat

Bitch i'm all you need

Girls, power, money, it ain't my motivation,

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him