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

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

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*)

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

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

And get me some more drugs

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

Doin drugs as a hobby

Let me rideuntil i get free

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

You need more grease in your hair, so they weaves you

Of having so much drugs, so much drugs

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts