This is a song about "Money n death"

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

Like shadows in the valley of death

Of his death, such similarity

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

That's all u need is death

Dc has never seen such progress

I'm hoping i confess

All i want now, is death

Death is in my dreams, death makes you weak bitches scream,

50 dollars on some shoes you ain't ever seen

What chu gonna do, laser me to death

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

Ya better kno lyfe b4 u meet death

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

Oh i gotta face the day

And death, beaten will decay