Smokers’ Corner

Verse 1

I just look around and shake my head, the world is unkind
Niggas beating on niggas and babies growing inside..their mothers
Wonder if rubbers are that hard to come by
At times its hard for me to free up my mind
Yeah, these dreams waking me..waking me..me up at night
Baby just lie to me..just lie to me..say things will be fine
Yeah, tell me that things will be fine
"This time is different" girl I'm needing you to tell me again
To numb from pain roll that thing for me, to me seems
Niggas in chains is only time they're feeling free
We're hanging out in the corners of smokers
Where niggas dream of owning ranges of Rovers
And not knowing who to draw inspiration from
When all the songs painting pictures of us doing wrong
I'm looking for light in the darkest of places
A bit deceiving like a bitch who got ACES
Are these niggas all on TV busy swinging their chains and whips
Yeah..busy swinging their chains and whips
Yeah..busy swinging their chains and whips
Yeah, yeah..I ask you give me all my flowers now
Don't wait until the day a nigga six feet underground
Ay..that's the day when all these bitches love you
I guess Wayne lucky, but we ain't like him, understood?
And as of late I been told that I don't smile that much
Niggas..I will smile when the is reason to
Until then, sit back and roll me up a blunt a two
I'm kind of new to this "fuck everything" attitude
Ay..but I can't say that I don't like it though
My cheap cologne man sometimes I used it as a mic
The pricey kind I'll probably use to get my future wife
Or at least Mrs. Right Now, this rough town got these dropping night gowns
Just to any nigga who just seems to show the right amount
Not for radio or tv screens
Just for young niggas with dreams they hope and wish to real
Scattered thoughts of loneliness, more or less that's my day
Never positives to draw from politics
Broken promises and awkward silences
And possibly most of the things I once saw as important
Are not to me no more cause bitch I've grown up, bitch I've grown up
I said it twice so you know I meant it
I said it twice so you know I meant it
Cops leaving us as corps in these lonely streets
My poetry I hope resolves all that's scaring me
Its all for you what I write
And all for you I just might
Clean my thoughts, I know its wrong but it helps me sleep
Ever since, since Zoe and Lincoln taught me how to roll a blunt
Hard to make through the day without smoking one
(coughs)
Without smoking one, without smoking one
And Lord I ask, I'm asking for the rain to stay
That way I know nobody see the tears on my face
Nobody see the tears on my face
That way I know nobody see the tears on my face
My shortcomings, failings and that, that I still fall in
My motivation, my drive, my life I choose to fill with
Tribulations, suffering and a bit of stress
They give me that and back I throw my heart filled best
My shortcomings, failings and that, that I still fall in
My motivations, my drives, my life I choose to fill with
Tribulations, suffering and a bit of stress
They give me that and back I throw my heart filled best