This is a song about "Nigga swag money bitches drugs gangsta"

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

When your money stand tall bitches wanna know you but when your money

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Man, fuckin wit dis nigga get them bitches giddy

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

I got snider bitches that whiter than the drugs they sniff

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

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

Fuck getting the digits, nigga im busting on these bitches

1 for the money, 2 for the bitches

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

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