This is a song about "Still got my money"

Got her glued to my money like it's a dope nest

The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

I still got shipments of sentences under my blankets 'n mattress

Got two million quid in monopoly money,

And all women who had light features, see

I got money dripping from my pockets.

Went out and had a church of kids

To my gunfulfillin' my destiny

Check my letter i got christmas money,

Give me a moment bet the time will be the best, best

These days i try my best, still got a load on my chest

Wavy-haired, my skin got a money getting glare

Everybody put three fingers in the air

But he don't rule a thing

Blunts still burning, money earning