This is a song about "Money overlap"

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Anint shit funny, for the money

From curb surfingwe working the industry

Im in it for the money

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

I'm a baller, literally

To legitimize the prize money

Bout to snap like i own this track, watch this diss overlap pass yo own crap

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

I ain't got no money,

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

They alll ran out of money.

Where you belong with your family