This is a song about "Niggas and drugs"

Through drugs and friends, i was in misery

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

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

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

All around theres death,drugs, and rape

I get my paper, y'all just hate

Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

And get me some more drugs

Who live up in dark alleys, and are taking those crazy drugs,

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Letting off two different choppers at the same damn time

Fuck all the people rapping about drugs and crime.