This is a song about "Pussy money weed"

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

I keep my money neat

Swear i will murk any beat

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

When i'm working for certain, i'm hurting the game

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

Who substituted for this weed

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

Nigga i dont spend my money on weed i keep my bands up

Blowing that money here, making money in europe

I look like a freakin' wuss, a pussy

My kick game be making fifa envy

But five years from now i bet she see

She say you got a pussy!

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money