This is a song about "Pussy money weed and life"

But then they'll have an accident and pick up another mani went to the bank to cash my check

Anoynomosse for just being a total pussy, if your 15 and don't understand real life yet

Cussin' pussy and status,

Here i go again, searching for love

I’m way harder than the concrete

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Or did he marry his cousin , i don't know but pussy is pussy and i get pussy

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

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

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

Weed and rapping weed in jays

In his body and face

And i refuse to camoflauge with other guys

She looks for money , i look for life