This is a song about "Money and weed and killing people"

It'll last for all these crazy days

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Weed smoke, booze and violence

My neighbors turn to my cousins

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

This is the concrete

Put up and smoke that weed,

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..