This is a song about "Money oust weed"

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

Do it moderately, now everyone smokes weed,

Pack a bad bitch then i pass it to my nigga meek

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

A hit,coz i already got weed

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

Bring the hook,i think i need to spark again

I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

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

Money bring pain,money bring gain

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again