This is a song about "Tax money"

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

Perhaps it's just a fantasy

Im in it for the money

So i get higher than my tax rates

Ugh, walking on water and running on waves

State this here, you're facing a tax

Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags

Creates this so called obama-care, takin' all the tax payer's money

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Music is money, money isn't music

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

I heard that time is money

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

Found out she living off tax that's hood, then started my attack