This is a song about "Money saving"

Put expressions in their music and create the face

Let's pretend he had a home to run, saving the days,

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

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

Music is money, money isn't music

P.s eh i ain't trying to nit pick

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

That was good, and thanks for saving my back

I'll gaze in space and change the pace, i'll be the saving grace/

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

That i'm saving my raging

Just looking for saving like what jesus promised

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift