This is a song about "Money walks"

Walking towards my regal like im paul walker, little kid walks up and asks for my signature,

If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

Money bring pain,money bring gain

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

Who walks down the strees thinking its cool to sag

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

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

He's pale in the face and walks limb and mean and itches greed green,

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

Feels like a demon but its not its just uneven that this guy walks out eaten

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

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

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

They calling me often to offer me walls

Sandy beaches and starlight moonshine walks