This is a song about "Pussy money 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

Who be puffin that weed

Have no souls indeed

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Money, pussy, power, respect that's the shit that i want

Want the title but im always fighting under card

Let me rideuntil i get free

You think i'm scared of you, pussy?

Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

Who substituted for this weed