This is a song about "U cant sell dope"

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Its just gunna happen u cant take no pill

Cant get to me, im straight sellin dope to anyone,

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

Abuse paper, run through it 'til the ink's out

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

Used to sell dope up on the bloke

You pay your favorite stripper car note

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

U cant feel my pain but hear about it in my words

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

Cant handle cause knowing me u might get smack upside your head

In the back seat and it's getting quite loud

I used to sell dope.. but now im selling out