This is a song about "My cash"

I'm putting cash in my pockets, so much to tour the world in a rocket,

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

One way at a time, keep the faith in your mind

Raps as fat as thunder thighs, yet my cash is undersized

Street fameall out warfare, eye for a eyebustin on my enemies bad boy killing

So much cash, that i never look towards my past, fuck reminiscing, cuz theres nothing im missing,

Bring it home and sell it on ebay and check out my cash stack

If that, the rest of you niggas get lapped, i sit back

Roley, rolex, relaxsay she just gave me head, leaned over in the front seat

Fuck dirty money man my cash is clean, everybody braggin how they rap with speed

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

If you knew my past and you knew my cash