This is a song about "Uns and money"

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

And i'mma be honest she's the fliest here

And we gettin' money, over here,

Yellow diamonds in my ear

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Y'all hit the pen but y'all talk about crack and the money,

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

And they're robbing our money for tax

Trying hard to speak and

And big money like hulk

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

She say that she celibate, i penetrate her mentally

I'm caged up in state prison

With plenty of money and women

To my gunfulfillin' my destiny

You ain't know nothing about me and my money