This is a song about "Tryna get these dollar bills"

I’m just a young nigga caught up in this rap business

These bitches all watchin me...they tryna see what time it is....

But you never come when you period is five days

These lame crooks just tryna make a quick buck off of faith,

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck

I claimed all these bills, with a little beginner's luck

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

Get a one-dollar raised and thinks i can’t handle it,

Seen blood, sweat and tears like a locker room

People tryna get a line in the bathroom

The more mo bills i get the more shit come free to me

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand

And you were tryna get it over fast.