This is a song about "Drugs guns bitches money niggas watches"

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

Forget it its in the past memories pass i rather not rap about guns, drugs, and ass,

When your money stand tall bitches wanna know you but when your money

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

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

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Fuck rappin' about smokin' drugs, they hurtin' your lungs, tons, of guns.

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

This my zombie circus, i hope the majors heard this

You gotta know the motto get money then bitches

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money