This is a song about "Money of that corner"

Everyone wanna own that corner spot, strike horror to those who not

Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot

I heard that time is money

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

This nigga a skank you need to know you're way below my ranks

I finally have some money man, most of the cash that flows through my hands

Cuz im stackin the money i got a bag of that sunny

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

Or maybe its they fault that we ain't holla since june

This boy rise from the dark corner of a room,

And your hoping that he's focused to stay on the right road

They don't see the corner men and the crack that they smoke,

You live in that cosy corner,

You know...you know who you are

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money