This is a song about "Money walks"

What a fucked up bastard he walks the streets backwards,

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

Friend walks threw the door. but his friend had something else that he was

My driver's out of this world, you playing bumper cars

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

As the devil walks thru the door they fulfill their self righteous urges

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

Money bring pain,money bring gain

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

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Music is money, money isn't music

It's funny cause most of y'all ain't did shit