This is a song about "Money up"

They sucking up your money,but not your cock

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

Nigga i dont spend my money on weed i keep my bands up

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

Taking over the world while the money adds up

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

Throwing money up and making it rain/

Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

And if you think i cant fuck with whoever put your money up

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

Kids don't get beat up for lunch money nowadays

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space