If it ain't about money then my n*gga what is the problem when I get to the top my n*ggas know I get them they be like skeeter my n*gga man wtf is your problem b*tch I'm still stuck at the bottom no n*gga solving my problems mamma still stressing daddy not learning his Lessing b*tch I just wanna be flexing just like G Herbo or Lil Bibby or Durk yo kick all the oops to the curve yo cause I got dreams of getting rich wit my team Shout out to DTB f*ck the streets f*ck all the drugs f*ck the weed f*ck all the syrup and codiene and when I make it my mother and sisters they gon have a house the hit up my aunties and then we all just gon eat out aye keemy and benji I promise y'all yeah we gon ball out then it's back to the hood aye quil get the homies my n*gga we out