This is a song about "Money"

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

Okay, i’m back off into this bitch

Must be something you want me to see

Boy im out here chasing money

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

But the money don’t stack, man money overlap

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Not bad using that dope money