This is a song about "Time and money"

The money and fame coming in due time, old friends like "happy belated"

What the fuck? that's your fucking brother? i ain't with that jerkin' shit

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

You ain't know nothing about me and my money

Mama made her pretty

Young money like drake and nicki

"money and blood don't mix

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

Miami nights, ain't another one

Fuck the money and public opinion

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers