This is a song about "Pussy drug money"

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Crackhead on drug supplies

I love you though i'll still fuck

Her love is like a drug

Randy don't always talk about money and drug

Had to d up like all in a titty cup

That i'm better than any kinda drug

Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck

To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag

I dont rack stacks i got pocket change drug money is whack,

Better yet they work my every nerve

Drug dealers, rapists, and murderers

Who cut my power off? it’s time to move that powder soft

Money, pussy, power, respect that's the shit that i want

From the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

But now we must get money and stay from drug