This is a song about "Weed money guns fame"

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

Even with the money and the fame

I'm that extreme, so haters complain

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through

Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you

Of course i sometimes dream about the fame, the money

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

Nah, i wouldn’t wish fame on my enemy

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

Even with the money and the fame

Your man wale in his own damn lane

New love is so beautiful. time just makes it ugly

Pussy, money weed is the current policy