This is a song about "Money no love"

No love at all no love for my natives at all

I wish you luck and if you need me, call

They get no love from me

What them tippers don't see

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

She aint an object but neither is money and ill have that free based love

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

I love the money but i hate the cheese

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

My love is no longer,

That damier bag i bought her

Niggas in the street scared

But there is no money to spend

But ion show no love g

So high i’m on the ceiling baby