This is a song about "Dealin drugs"

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

Ace in the club yea we dealin cards

Amen, they say you only live once

You better call cops,coz this drugs

My hearts aboutta break, from dealin with all this motherfuckin hate

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

Could you tell me where to go? i need direction

Or stock dealin' there's no excuse for the preenin'

European model white bitch is eating donuts

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

All my jeans have three pant legs for dealin with this ordeal

2 shades from the color graymy kick game so unreal