This is a song about "Tryna get rich"

One way or another you'll be givin it up, huhi guess cause i'm black born

Im just tryna get rich fitty hat and a down ass bitch thats why my mind gone

Some hosting dude tryna get the head count.

I go dough let around, my ho slow head around

To get rich and famous,

Don’t you be holding back, your love

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

I'm just tryna get drunk, fuck my tuition

Tryna get a holler from the almighty dollar

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

The companies get rich, and we start the wars purposefully,

Ain't nobody checking for your garbage

I get confused when i'm not rich