This is a song about "Doing lines of drugs"

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs

Of having so much drugs, so much drugs

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

Try doing what you doing but it’s out of range

All these little dreams you got, they're not shit

Doing all these drugs, pour it up, smoke that chronic

Sick leverage, of freestyle rhyme lines

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

She need now, she ain't never needed love

Try doing what you doing but it’s out of range

While half my mental belongs in a cage

Probly from selling or doing drugs

Stack up your funds like a million bucks