This is a song about "Drug and money"

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

Be set back, i dont rack stacks i got pocket change drug money is whack,

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

When you spill out hits

"money and blood don't mix

You say you trappin and you never even sold a drug,

-ttention. you don't gotta listen just give a fuck

Young money like drake and nicki

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

Thanks to me your a drug fiend and going insane

The life of gangsters , weirdos and drug users.

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth