This is a song about "Sad life money hate"

That we ain't never had

I was angry and sad

It's a sad life, that the others control,

When im dont gettin brains then i honor roll

I'm hyped up now this life is great, i don't care if you don't smoke just please don't hate

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

I need money, a life and riches. trillions of dollars instead of em' bitches.

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

To say life goes on, now they're counting money on the table

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

Every nigga prolly' hate, tell them niggas get a life

My bitch on the come-up while your bitch is going broke

With my sad pitiful miserable life no hope,