This is a song about "Realist money"

Your man wale in his own damn lane

The realist in the game

Either way we body for money

Chillin' with homies and family

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,

Not bad using that dope money

God mc oh my god you gotta see

That's why i'm after this money

I’m tryna be low key

I run for the money

Not hungry for my poetry

Ain’t seen ya since the 12th grade, even back then

That gon' be the realist tell em