This is a song about "Will get my money"

Gotta get mines in givin time my life will transform like optimus prime,

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Me anymore/ over her dead body will i ever get to live with my

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

Get that money and my fuckin homies plotting on me

I guess i left my dignity up in the cupboard, cause every girl i'm digging

Act as spunky ban-dit/does feared tasks n get flummery my head will be tripping

And shit, y'all wonder why we rappers will talk money,

I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy

Take a chance, my life will get better, ill advance

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

She dont have a problem with, with

Get money then bitches