This is a song about "Show me the money"

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Shut the fuck up and show me some adherence

Handed me the money, started sucking me off

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

Coming to me on the down low bout his money slim though

Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low

Black jesus!searchin for black jesus

Show me love show me fuckin love

Bitch show me some tay tays

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days

Where the wave, show me the ways,

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace

Niggas getting flipped, i get them done for nothing

Wedding ring, show me the wedding ring, but the birds won't sing,

For me to show them why the crowd a screaming "clever is great"

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played