This is a song about "Guns drugs bitches money brothers"

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

I'm in love with your business

Get money then bitches

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Nowadays, people only rap in two ways, money, bitches. my wishes is that this

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

I got snider bitches that whiter than the drugs they sniff

Okay i'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give

Cause in the dope game, niggas'll die 'fore they go broke mayneanother hustler makin' major cash

Forget it its in the past memories pass i rather not rap about guns, drugs, and ass,

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence