On Smoke

In my blood, they found cocaine and cannabis 'Cause I was whipping cocaine, smoking cannabis (whip, whip) Late night, taking trips just to stack a quid Tryna get rich and dip like them akhis did I ain't never had shit, I was bagging bits Trap yard with them nitties, they was having fits Tryna live better now, I'm sick of savage shit Devil and an angel, I'm still balancing Real talk, I've had enough of doing night shifts Dark dargs in the whip with the white bitch Keep info to myself, 'cause they might snitch Hit a snitch boy with a left and right kick Cute ting, she a lemon but she like dick Might pull up with Devon and tell her, "Ride him" I'm in a four-door heavy with couple white bits 'Cause growing up, I never got to wear Nike ticks Brought my first Nike when I hit the road Ain't nobody show Yogez how to flip a O Really did it on my own, I was in the snow Concealing hot products in my winter coat I could never give back all the tings I stole Just like I'll never get back all the love I've shown I'm the one who put niggas on when they was broke Crazy how man forget, but it's cool though Remember doing robberies in my school clothes Thought we was clever skipping class, we was fools though In situations where niggas will stay and tool show They will shoot you, seen a nigga get his noodle blown Undercovers, on the road, coming to my home They wanna talk about some shit that happened in the zones I know nuttin' 'bout nuttin', I keep my lips closed No co-d but all my niggas pitch O's Strip hoes, fast cars, tryna live large Fuck a charge, big darg, ain't tryna see the sarge Heart black like Nia Long, I been a don Still on road, three in the morn' stuck in the storm Three stack in my palm, I come back then I'm gone He had that fire star dawg, I took his whole farm Soundtrack to my life, fuck a slow song As the beat keeps playing, life goes on In my blood, they found cocaine and cannabis 'Cause I was whipping cocaine, smoking cannabis Late night, taking trips just to stack a quid Tryna get rich and dip like them akhis did I ain't never had shit, I was bagging bits Trap yard with them nitties, they was having fits Tryna live better now, I'm sick of savage shit Devil and an angel, I'm still balancing (Still balancing, still balancing, still balancing) Still balancing (still balancing) I'm still balancing (I'm still balancing) Still balancing Devil and an angel, I'm still balancing (still balancing)