This is a song about "Riches and dough"

I know that cars and gold bars can bring in bitches and dough,

With plans to reach the end even if i had to star slow

And im with the riches where we ball and do all the swishes

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

And your hoping that he's focused to stay on the right road

The river flowed to the doors of riches and broke

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

Give it three years ill get cash and dough

Searching for fortune and famethe one thing we all adore

And riches and doe you already know when i walk throught the door,

I know sounds like the usual shit, the riches and dough,

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though

And use it to roll, till the dough is thin

Young nigga with old spirit and ambition

I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule

Thy throw dough in unsportsmanlike manner, drunk and obscure