This is a song about "Humvee flow beats drug dealers"

The drug dealers hit the street running the pavement.

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Drug dealers til this day,

Think i need another play

Hustlas ‘n drug dealers struggling passed their troubles ‘n

Wake up, turn on your tv and see my ass again

I’m getting beats, well i’m making beats

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

Her love is like a drug

They just don't give a fuck

I said believe in your dreams

With the rhythm and beats

Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers

Drug dealers live in poverty in gutters with their mothers,