This is a song about "Drugs money sex selling drugs knife shootings london"

By killing cops and selling drugs,but what can you do?

See you was there every year when i needed you

Call me up late while im on drugs

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Of having so much drugs, so much drugs

And think that selling drugs is the only real way out,

It's things to know about when you got dough and clout

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

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

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

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

And get me some more drugs

Good kids make bad grown ups

You better call cops,coz this drugs

But most times darling the sequel sucks