This is a song about "You think you re made of money"

They'd probably find me in the woods hanging from a rope

You really think the money will get you anywhere? nope

Whoever want it, they better note that i’m so focused

Thinking i give a fuck what any of you all think?

Straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick, oh shit

U made this fake life of yours but you can't live it

Innovative and i'm made of rubber, so that anything you say is

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

Re-write till my words perfectly are what you recite,

Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight

You wanna judge me for my lyrics, but you´re not me,

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby

Tell me, if you lived in poverty all of your life you wouldn't really talk money,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

These lil niggas is babies, why you think made them my son for?

Gorgeous, the funky four horsemen and one more