This is a song about "Money niggas and kush"

Funny how my niggas are obsessed with money, whips, and chains,

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

These dude don't know me from adam and eve

Niggas smokin paper and leaf

All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play

Just like this kush grade-a, and matching rolling tray

Concords and grape fives, grape in all em kush strains

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

Kush and oj blaring through the speakers

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

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

Get lucky and make money fight niggas till shit bloody

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family