This is a song about "Drugs and money"

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

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

We be in the party like we own that bar

But now i know why drugs and alcohol

Who live up in dark alleys, and are taking those crazy drugs,

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

We left em a world that's cursed

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

Money drugs and women seem to be the only the the radio can play! (*white noise sound*)

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs