This is a song about "Solo can t trust and making money"

I making money everywhere i go

My liver's cold, i got the frigid flow

Can trust nobody on the streets

When you're reachin' your dreams

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

Sh!t together when women say they'll never trust another man they're

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

I'mnot crazy but i'll admit my judgement can be hazy. sipping on that solo for so

And young money,and everyone else making yall dummies

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

To look at you is painful, cuz i ain’t seen you naked

Cashing checks, making money, rinse and repeat is all i did

High as shit, i’m in a booth

And i have trust issues

Run for cover and return fire

The one who can´t even show a real smile