Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs
Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks
I kill me just like you from the back you'll see
For me and my people loyal to the family
Fuck fame, fuck money
With friends and family
That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups
And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs
Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups
Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs
And so is this whole family
A military mind mean money
And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck
Lots of drugs and boos in his cup
Hail mary nigga, run quick see
//who sell drugs to feed their family
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