This is a song about "Not much money"

So much money in my pockets, i might need a saddle

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Dont care about how much monopoly money u stash

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

Well there is not much to endure

We can leave before midnight for sure

See i'm not writing for the the fame 'n the money,

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Saying, "please give me some mow," not putting too much time

Looking at the sky, hoping a light would shine

And i don't blame you, cause game gets swang like it ain't shit

No memories, not even so much as a snippet

Start dissing, just listen to my vision, not here for money,

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Don't you leave a seed in there

Too much money to care