This is a song about "Pimps making cash"

Rawest practice and making

I know the road i'm taking

Cause the economies hungry for cash

Rolling while im blowing this stash

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

What if y'all grew up watchin' the pimps, thieves, prostitutes,

Aint never let my cash show

Turning to ground zero

But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules

He grew up watching pimps, thieves, dealers, and prostitutes,

Respect cash and its powerful guarantee

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Pimps and thieves controlling 'em, and they patrollin' corners,

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

See cash rule everything

Tell them niggas they sleeping