This is a song about "Realist money"

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree

Getting to the money

Music is money, money isn't music

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Don't sacrifice your morals for money

I wanted the money and never the fame

Money bring pain,money bring gain

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

I'm a baller, literally

Boy im out here chasing money

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

That's why i'm after this money

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Hopin' that my niggas see

I ain't got no money,