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No Smoke (feat. Twista & NaiqwanWanya)
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Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dre Carter
Dre Carter
Songwriter
NaiqwanWanya
NaiqwanWanya
Songwriter
Carl Terrell Mitchel
Carl Terrell Mitchel
Songwriter
Dominic Agatep
Dominic Agatep
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dom_Brady
Dom_Brady
Producer
Dominic Agatep
Dominic Agatep
Producer
Streaky
Streaky
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

How I'm flowing is like open heart surgery You can never murder me While I'm currently checking and Recollecting the way it was wrecking Records of stepping No second guessing And still collecting currency Money See the way you're acting is Accurately amazing I done put days into my profession Aggression of my ability to handle it Is how I could channel Then use it to my advantage and make it work for me Hustle I do what I like See what I'm like No media hype Me with a mic Media right Fluid and wild New with a style If you was a child Pedialyte That was cold I am a shooter Go through your Medulla If you want a ruler Then I'mma be the lion down I am never laying down I could break a giant down to a medium height With a meteor strike Now that the popular with the papas Haters be watching us with binoculars I could just hear them all crying When they see how rhyme In my prime they transform like Optimus I only do it because I'm great Flowing I'll be killing in the paint Let them know they can't stop us Tracks and beats is all knockers Tailor for the Midwest monster worldwide Chopper twista You don't want Want no smoke with me yeah I can't hear you I don't feel you I won't tilt my crown for you Said I'm the best Foot on they necks Southside Jers I'm sick wit the words Lyrical purge In my bag like a purse Every flow feel like pac dot Cole tried to merge Yeah I feel amazing My mind racing I been patient Look to me for motivation No more waiting I got em hating Turned down more advances Don't got no time treat me basic I do what I want Ya crews in this blunt Black Cherry Runtz I eat 'em for lunch Your girlfriend a munch Check on his heart, adrenaline rush Keeping it playa don't get em crush Been locked in and I ain't do much She wanna choose me Love over lust I'll forever hold it down I could never give up This is God given gift I don't really do luck You don't want Want no smoke with me yeah I can't hear you I don't feel you I won't tilt my crown for you You don't want Want no smoke with me yeah I can't hear you I don't feel you I won't tilt my crown for you I won't tilt my crown for you I won't tilt my crown for you
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