This is a song about "Rich with money"

Young, handsome and focused

Switch bitch fit, rich kids with pitched

Cold, my style making my nose run

With plenty of money and women

I wish i’ll never see you again

Even with the money and the fame

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

That s protein rich/im a monster i conquer with a mic n a stick/real nice

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

V2: maybe she's chilling with rich kids and i can't compete

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Striking her with blows he bellowed “where’s my money?”

Work the asses off and the owners the one with money stacks

It’s a party in my pants and you invited with all that dance

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

Money goes away with shots from a black beretta