This is a song about "No money"

I ain't got no money,

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Don't want no pity money cause this ain't funny just plain nonsense

Hands on the pump, makem jump when its cocked backfuckem all they're bitches inside a world of weak

A addiction to feed with no #money even to eat but still manage to #keep,

No money in pocket

He might have the same whip

No more money, no more fame

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

I made no money off of u but im still a millionaire.

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well

You think life's nice and make money at home sipping coke no

Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow