This is a song about "Sex money drugs hoes"

But all i hear is "money, hoes, i'm the shit, cars and chains",

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

European model white bitch is eating donuts

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

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

Water-less, they sprinkles us with the bullshit that they there through drugs and hoes,

Thugs in their clothes, hustling with drugs to get love from the hoes

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

Overseas, i can put you on my dream team

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

Amen, they say you only live once

No money, power, or drugs,