This is a song about "Gangster friends"

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

I'm smokin' strong on original gangster kush,

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

Thought he was a gangster and a pimp to the prostitutes,

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

I'm back tell your fucking friends.

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

//for racial violence victims labeled as gangster thugs

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Living a life harder than a gangster

Rap a tommy gun and shoot you down like a gangster

And i hear em feeling my florida swagger

Mixed cocktails, shaken not stirred

You gangster acting bastard.

Frequent toker, ask my friends.

To increase my ends