This is a song about "Rolling blunts smoking weed getting high making money hoes on the low oak trees"

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

On my fifth spliff now, too much weed ive been smoking,

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

I'm smoking all the trees.....and i ain't leaving any oxygen

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

And yes money does grow on trees if you know the right people its also free

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

Ironically it subs like a hero

Getting dro on low like a fucking pro

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

She spends money like it grows on trees/

Double m g forever though

Smoking on that weed, straight from chicago,