This is a song about "Niggas guns drugs money"

I'm just tryin to get back, to what really matters

I be stuck to the money you niggas is too backwards

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

And don’t offer least of shit to these people’s opinions

People don't condone what they've never seen

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

We left em a world that's cursed

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance

My niggas in their crews, they gettin' money, shottie blasts,

Back with a vengeance

Without the sound of guns

Get lucky and make money fight niggas till shit bloody

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

But i dont carry guns

Hold it..now thank you for silence