This is a song about "Money on that ground"

Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around

See my ass is always on the ground

Dragging on the ground, thirsty for elixir

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Grabbed that bitch by her hair, drug her across the ground

And i'm amazed you clown niggas is still around

Go on, look for a better nigga: girl you can’t find

Don't you know that im cold ...money gold on my mind

Expect to understand that you can reach a common ground

Wrap around 'til they hit the ground and they hear a sound

Chasing them checks, nike work

See him on the ground blood splattered

But i gotta get it gotta focus on that money

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Smoking loud, blowing down when the law ain't around

The best part is the horror house, with zombies on the ground,