Danny Boy Smooth and Tone Corlyone - Good smoke
Smoking til I'm sober I ain't even sober
Just so you know I'm one
West side what I throw up
From the gutter bitch we throwed up finna pop aint talkin soda
Got it locked it fully loaded hit the scene its so explosive
Spoke a word she fell in line this game divine that's bottom line
Practicing since I's a jitt Im 3 legit just gimme mine
Overthinking slow you down so don't get trapped up in ya mind
Hit bottom got right back up and now i kickflip on my grind
Puffing on good smoke bad bitch good throat
Niggas finna crack code know why cuz we the hood hope
I remember preaching to my niggas like the hood pope
Now we pump the base through ya speakers call that good dope
Most my life I done had to struggle had to my mind and hustle right
Copping work for low if i don't know you we gone up the price
Most you niggas cold you think you bold you looking thin on ice
Finna torch niggas what is life
Born to go get it this feeling here nothing to play with
I hate when niggas feel a way and don't say shit
Raised in the ghetto but I ain't one to be complacent
I seen so much w. these eyes we ain't adjacent
triple up and then replace it
I got hoes in different areas and countries I ain't basic
These new kicks ain't no laces
Punch it up won't leave no traces
I ain't into all that fake shit
Cutting grass behead a snake quick
Better know who you should play with it
Best not say shit ugh
I just fein for the breesha don't really fuck with the Lean
Everything looking jelly you what I want not a need
Breaking bread with brothers ain't got no time for now greed
On the countup just multiplying come with a G
Puffing on good smoke bad bitch good throat
Niggas finna crack code know why cuz we the hood hope
I remember preaching to my niggas like the hood pope
Now we pump the base through ya speakers call that good dope
Most my life I done had to struggle had to my mind and hustle right
Copping work for low if i don't know you we gone up the price
Most you niggas cold you think you bold you looking thin on ice
Finna torch niggas what is life
Upper hand cause somehow seem to see 20 steps ahead
Could have got those diamonds but I went and copped some land instead
Micro dosed in CT spoke with pharaohs in a pyramid
Schemes the only way I see right now to get some major bread
Finesse my way through life I can't seem to shake bad habits of mie
Smoke so much sativa I might as well just capitalize
Dyslexic mix lessons with losses I got irrational eyes
Best of both worlds seen the trench and the mansion the size of a palace
cnd my hoes still rocking palace like they skateboard
I usually say less this blasian ting tell me to say more
I know if she seen my phone she gon flip just like the Razor
Just got a taste for power she no good why would I save her
Dread headed with the fade tell the barber ain't no tape here
Really got shooters the scoping out shit with green lasers
cnonymous Vpns cashing out ain't nothing major
c thousand ways to get it start by kicking shit like Neymar
Puffing on good smoke bad bitch good throat
Niggas finna crack code know why cuz we the hood hope
I remember preaching to my niggas like the hood pope
Now we pump the base through ya speakers call that good dope
Most my life I done had to struggle had to my mind and hustle right
Copping work for low if i don't know you we gone up the price
Most you niggas cold you think you bold you looking thin on ice
Finna torch niggas what is life
Written by:
ANTHONY BOATENG, DANIEL BOATENG, NELSON BLOKHUIS
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