This is a song about "Money"

She called me fantastic, i called her a fat bitch

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

To legitimize the prize money

When i arrive the whole town gets sunny

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

That's why i'm after this money

I run for the money

I'm a baller, literally

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

If i can make them money

Im in it for the money

Blow up on this society

Its a war with the enemy

I ain't got no money,

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money