She abused drugs, alcohol, and smoked frequently
And to my soldiers rocking green in the country
But still i was a bad-kid who did alcohol and drugs.
Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks
That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups
And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs
And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,
Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see
They gon keep on watching, give em something to see
This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,
But we be having that jersey
Through drugs and friends, i was in misery
Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs
European model white bitch is eating donuts
I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs
And don't give me that shit about how you do drugs,
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