If i don't make that man there dance
Kidnapping girls, killing niggas for gangs
Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks
Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs
Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess
I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less
You like this, brothers actin stiff like cactus
Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness
Vampire diaries, once upon a time and sex and the city
Tired of making money, i'm on to making history
Lost a couple friends, cool; nigga made a lot of fans
‘cuz they choose colors of bloods and crips in gangs,
Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds
Just trying to decipher between violence and sex
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