This is a song about "Money rap"

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

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

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Not bad using that dope money

Ass need a saddle

Cash money, financial

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

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

Its a war with the enemy

I ain't got no money,

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

Either way we body for money

Music is money, money isn't music

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck