This is a song about "Money over people"

And these people are signs, that it's not over/

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Its money over that's really my intention

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

It's not making sense to you right now but

Taking over the world while the money adds up

This pair of sixes is paranormal that rare shit

Thousands of people gazing over what i spit

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

The people over here think that we're different

Petrol clouds lurked over several crowds of people in the chilly breeze

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

Nowadays, people only rap in two ways, money, bitches. my wishes is that this

And yes money does grow on trees if you know the right people its also free

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree