SMOKE

Money on the table, smoke in the air
Life’s a game — no brakes, I don’t care
Cigarettes burn while I’m counting these deals
Night’s still young and the city knows what’s real
Ice on my wrist, these streets know my name
Every breath like smoke, every thought a flame
No space for the weak, only room for my kind
Only those who’ll never fold when it’s time

SMOKE… blowing to the skies
Money in my hands, I don’t care what you advise
SMOKE… walking on a dangerous line
But I’m a king right here at my own table shrine

Red lights flash, driving solo through the night
Only one plan in mind — get that next five right
One more puff, everything gets clearer
Ain’t no friends here, just partners or dealers
Wanna be a part? Step up and prove it
But know — one word can crash your whole movement
I live by the rules that I make and choose
Breathing in smoke, money, and risk — can’t lose

SMOKE… blowing to the skies
Money in my hands, I don’t care what you advise
SMOKE… walking on a dangerous line
But I’m a king right here at my own table shrine