And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs
I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks
That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups
Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs
On they twitter writing novels, see
Through drugs and friends, i was in misery
Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs
European model white bitch is eating donuts
Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs
And all we lack is communication like service sucks
And don't give me that shit about how you do drugs,
Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks
And get me some more drugs
Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts
This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,
A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
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