Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks
Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs
Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years
It’s an endless cycle, of drugs and violence,
And don't give me that shit about how you do drugs,
My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks
Money, drugs, and power rule the world,
Long as she come to me first
And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs
And all we lack is communication like service sucks
Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups
Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs
Hatred, drugs, hey no one can live there life sober
Niggas who be rapping how real they are
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