This is a song about "My designer money"

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Laundry my clothes while the feds money laundry

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

People say that i'm a bum, my parents make modest money,

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

All my shit designer and i’m still a minor

Got a little kick, but it ain't no tire

In their designer jean's back

Can't win with a passive attack

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Money in my pockets

I need my money pronto

My niggas is winning though

I keep my money neat neat

The revolution will proceed