SMOKE.

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All I spit is fire, this a different kind of Smoke
These niggas gettin' flyer, they a different kind of broke
Went from a nigga gettin' hired, to a military Joe
To a self-made sire with some business on the floor
My mindset different from all these other niggas
Was raised on a block where them killers pulled them triggers
Real niggas and gorillas, real dealers and fulfillers
And still made it out, man God is the realest
I done seen a lot, been through a lot, you fuckin' wit' the wrong one
I don't care about yo' squad or them niggas that you spawned from
Bitch I came from the mob of the Jones's and the White's bro
We don't let shit slide, we a throw 'em 'cause we fight bro
Niggas claim that they ride, huh, do you really?
But when it's beef you run and hide, huh? Is you silly?
Better keep that heat by your side, it's Smoke up in my city
Detroit trying to rise but the hope is still iffy
Now what we gotta do, huh, to fix this shit?
Our economy through, huh, no businesses
Niggas ridin' wit' the tools, yeah, they Smokin' shit
Everybody hitting' snooze, shit and they ain't woke up yet?
I done seen a lot, been through a lot, you fuckin' wit' the wrong one
I don't care about yo' squad or them niggas that you spawned from
Bitch I came from the mob of the Jones's and the White's bro
We don't let shit slide, we a throw 'em 'cause we fight bro
Had to listen to my Pops, he had a different state of mind
He said, "To change your mindset, you leave this state of mine
Now go out and find a different place to shine
Then when you come back Rasta, you'll be just fine"
Now I'm writing rhymes, sophisticated lines
Got bitches on my line, they tryna wine and dine
I gotta check the time before I press decline
So busy and I'm trying but success is on my mind
Detroit need my focus to help clean up the locust
To bring in some new coaches and bring light to the hopeless
Keep ya friends close and keep ya enemies the closest
The loudest be the brokest, shine a light on all the roaches
Nigga I'm a Don on the grind, I read the signs
Hard to find my ties, my bloodline was raising Lions
Had to see my Mama sighing and crying when my brother died
Karma never on ya side, can't hide, they shouldn't of lied
I done seen a lot, been through a lot, you fuckin' wit' the wrong one
I don't care about yo' squad or them niggas that you spawned from
Bitch I came from the mob of the Jones's and the White's bro
We don't let shit slide, we a throw 'em 'cause we fight bro
I done seen a lot, been through a lot, you fuckin' wit' the wrong one
I don't care about yo' squad or them niggas that you spawned from
Bitch I came from the mob of the Jones's and the White's bro
We don't let shit slide, we a throw 'em 'cause we fight bro

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Written by: Rasta White

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