This is a song about "Where the money"

These joints here not found at the mall

Where the ball meets the wall

I came up hungry

Getting to the money

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Get money, dump the riches

Scholarship for my mistress

The money, i spent it.

With g's in my pocket

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true

How the fuck you gon' lose money when money works for you?

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

Look it something they can't ever see

And all women who had light features, see

I come from humboldt where we turn dirt into money