This is a song about "Wedd and money"

Enticed on money and vices alike,

My direction good, well-rounded type

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

Grow up broke on tha rope of insanity

Summertime in the city

Young money like drake and nicki

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

And cash money supermarket like seth,

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Randy don't always talk about money and drug

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

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

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

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

Take my bus and bust down money

Hopin' that my niggas see