Smoke

I was blind in the past
Had me driving too fast
When you chasing your dreams
And you rhyming too brash
And you stand in the rooms
That’s filled with foreign ass
Love American cash
Love American raps
My pedestrian nose
Never snorted no coke
So I quickly decline
These celebrity foes
The 10th iPhone is filled celebrity hoes
I don’t wanna go home
Home said I should go
I need Aventadors
Lamborghini reinvented doors
In a cabin with the heated floor
These is not for toys
Even though the engine revving got her leaking on the floor
I’m the boy from the north side
Come and get employed
Got a look full of sin
That’s what’s drawing you in
Liquid lust on her tongue
Leave it all on her grin
Know my daily is grim
I just wanted to win
And if a nigga take my title I’ll change it again

Do I live
Do I live a long long life
Through the smoke and mirrors
Tryna fuck up my sight
Can I wait
Don’t think I can wait any longer
Do I walk down
And see what this whole thing brought us

Ain’t nothing triller than a young fly nigga from the bottom of the box to selling the fucking litter
All you niggas getting is my monochrome filter
I ain’t on no fucking drugs
All my idols was the dealers

2017 still want a rocafella chain
8th grade tryna impress Jay Biggs and Dame
Bitches on my wang before I ever rock Wang
2018 still bumping 05 Wayne
Johnny Cash black I walk that line everyday
Bout to leave jersey with my bitch for the pain
They say you gon change
Well change don’t go deranged
If you can’t live without me then bang nigga we gang
Times like this I can’t bare my inner self
Bear wrestles my health
Lairs lacking the wealth
Stopped chasing a belt and started chasing a dollar
You Quit asking how I felt
You could’ve helped but never bothered
Seen so many niggas show up to funerals confused
Thought the inner blues was diffused
Get a clue
I can’t count the times I wanted to flatline
So they could honor me Bowie
Before me even realized
That I
Could rule with the world with a trigger finger and good credit
These boogie fucks only said it because the hood said it
They hold back cuz they always knew that I would set it
Off til a nigga face bubbles like kaws
Til a nigga grill the talk of the summer like jaws
Y’all niggas wanna be them but who wanna be y’all
Niggas say they young gods
But god don’t wanna be god
I don’t blame him
Nigga fuck being the reason for y’all

Do I live
Do I live a long long life
Through the smoke and mirrors
Tryna fuck up my sight
Can I wait
Don’t think I can wait any longer
Do I walk down
And see what this whole thing brought us

Ain’t nothing triller than a young fly nigga from the bottom of the box to selling the fucking litter
All you niggas getting is my monochrome filter
I ain’t on no fucking drugs
All my idols was the dealers