This is a song about "Money on the ground pick it up"

Must pick it up, but im afraid someone will creep up...

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Rise up and firm on the ground, i will deflect you, so don’t you

Interscope is my fam, so i ain't tryna make no issue

And to my soldiers rocking green in the country

Look up at the sky hope it start rainin money

The bar is on the ground should i put it up or something

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

The cops are on their way to pick up all the bloody corpse

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

But they say what goes up must come down i'll believe that when i spot an angel on the ground/

Kill him where he stand and stand over him, shake his hand

Rewind it, pick it up n make it a thing of the past.

Cause i've been sentthe heartz of men

I just pick up the pen