If you've ever thought about investing in real estate, then this episode is a must-listen. The bar: "While these chump rappers rap about the s*** they cop; Man, I cop my block, and this s*** don't stop; I’m the official, unofficial mayor of my city”

Do cell phone carrier brand names matter? How much are you willing to pay for your plan? How do you feel about prepaid? Do you lease or own your phone? The bar: “Bunch of non-mogul a** n*****; Frontin’ like they got a plan, Boost Mobile a** n****”

How far would you go to save money? The bar: "I wear the same pair of jeans everyday, Free sandwiches, homie, two stamps away; Book flight December but I leave in May, Drugs are generic but still work the same; I get logins for Netflix from my cousin Greg, Thanks Greg!... Save dat money"

Happy New Year!! Do you have a goal of paying off student loans in 2021? The bar: "Let me tell you what I been through when it comes to Sallie, She call me at least twice a day she want her money badly; Calling me from different numbers ooh she think she slick, But I got them all memorized I hit ignore quick; Needed tuition needed room and board, Had to pay for books so I took out loans to feed the boy"

The bar: "Had opportunity went from Hoodshock to Hood-chic, But it ain't what you cop, it's about what you keep."

Merry Christmas from our Bars x Bars family to yours!
The bar: "Back to reality we poor, ya bish, Another casualty at war, ya bish, Two bullets in my Uncle Tony head, He said one day I'd be on tour, ya bish, That Louis Burgers never be the same, A Louis belt will never ease that pain"

The co-hosts troubleshoot some of the problems that come with having more money.
The bar: “I don't know what they want from me; It’s like the more money we come across, The more problems we see”
Plus: DJ Audit gets on Troy's receding hairline

The bar: "My outfit costs 10 bands. Look at my opponent... I ain't got no $10,000 outfit, but I own half of Atlanta."

Does money give you a purpose or do you give money a purpose? The bar: “A man with a dream with plans to make C.R.E.A.M., Which failed I went to jail at the age of 15; A young buck sellin' drugs and such who never had much, Trying to get a clutch at what I could not touch”

The bar: "Your price is way too high, you need to cut it”