This is a song about "Richer than her"

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Her dick-sucking was sicker than weezy's seizures/

Buy some liquor, you'll never be richer

See, i like the person that you are

He was the man to be, "richer than a king,"

The ones you left out, jobs were giving, better living

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

She can only take so much more than her heart got

I see the true color, when people are gettin richer

I show her off, i stunt with her, we do it sweet, they look bitter

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Raps richer than merchants,but i throw lines of emergence.

Better than alcohol in everyway my mary jane, is showing everyone her thang,

Arm out the window screaming money ain't a thangcall it automatic bang, bang, bang

I'm so fucking raw haters hoping that i catch aids

That id image becoming richer than bill gates