This is a song about "Murder an love an money"

I'd love to see you at an all you can eat buffet

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm thru with that shit

Gone head an make that money

Let me rideuntil i get free

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

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Get ya money up, jewelry tight, swagger right

Money, murder, marijen bitch im on that crip tonight

Cremate the money, put it in an urn

Life live, might as well, only way to learn

They love to start beef just for an adreniline rush

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Needing money he sold his daddy's ring, bold an mean so far from clean

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

Cops love an autograph, even the commissioner

I'm just thinking from reefer keep on talking from liquor