This is a song about "Weed money"

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money

Convicts in streets slangin' dope smokin' weed

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

Let's face it, i can’t replace

Weed and rapping weed in jays

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

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

Indubitably i'm too street

Momma caught me tryna sell some weed

Your girlfriends man cheat, cheat

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

Nigga i dont spend my money on weed i keep my bands up

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky