This is a song about "Nigga and money"

I got money mind and money on my wrist

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist

And big money like hulk

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

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

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

"money and blood don't mix

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

You ain't know nothing about me and my money

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry