This is a song about "Think money"

Wanna stunt shit, all that new designer shit

Music is money, money isn't music

Getting to the money

Not hungry for my poetry

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

And if you think i cant fuck with whoever put your money up

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

I think it's fucked up how, us rappers and athletes can make more money than a soldier at war

I don't rap flipping coke, i just try to give em hope

You really think the money will get you anywhere? nope

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

I think you never heard the intense but it aint sexuall it's hate i aint rapping for the money

Playing field ain't levelling the lane

Money bring pain,money bring gain

Hustle for dis country money

Hopin' that my niggas see