This is a song about "Weed money girls fame guns gang shooters"

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

Before i get to t.i.a. i'm sure to make her rain

I keep my money neat

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Of course i sometimes dream about the fame, the money

And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,

But hey yo look, money from across the street

Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne

What influence as nigga money or fame

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

Money drug girls which one got me fucked next

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed

Bitch, you tried to play me like a dummy

Pussy, money weed is the current policy