This is a song about "Rich snob"

Then it'll be me getting recognized, i'll be rich!

Lying to yourself, all over an image

I'm not poor but i'm not rich/

Yeah, we get this cabbage

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

An alias to suit the suit top he rocked from this crude snob he robbed

See im about riding for my niggas and tryna get rich

And you can tell by the chiseled horns on my forehead bitch

Hop back in the van and then depart the bitch

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

Nothins stopping me from being rich

Can't stop paper chasin' dreamin' i am mad rich

They vaguely decipher my language

I get confused when i'm not rich

3 cell phones and still i won't call a bitch