This is a song about "Money oust weed"

Who substituted for this weed

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

I keep my money neat

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

The revolution will proceed

Sometimes i think, what i need

But don't like that about pipe or weed

A hit,coz i already got weed

I can always go home and look down my street

Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne

Money bring pain,money bring gain