Lyrics:
I take me a shot and smoke one to the head
I know a young nigga done fucked up again
The sun keep on beating me back to the crib
Fuck all the lights
Cos the nights out with the lights out
The way the smoke clung to our skin
The mornings ignored the warnings
As we gasped for oxygen
But I'd willingly
protected, better watch out
Know my daddy thuggin had to pray he put the glock down
Angels with the smoke, applying pressure, you'd get shot down
I been in my
turning me off, not one I can stand by
Never expected to make it here
Kinda feels like the Champions League with the Magpies
Been out here tryna reach
Yeah
I'm tryna build me a legacy
Might just relapse and smoke some weed
Blowin trees be calming me
What you need I got four for three
Through my city
shield
One look, smoke came, forgot to blink
After shot by shot came a camera snap
And a three, two, one and a that's a wrap
Opts for pretence so she won't
I'd be a crackhead or die with a needle in my arm
Tried to playy me out, my father was smoking that good lye at the time
That old grown man brown weed
If I was lighting bolt
cnd you were a penny on the ground
But surrounded by steel poles piercing through the clouds
I couldnt find you
I'd try but
past the whole constitutes smoke just pourin out the G-top (tops)
[King Jacob]
Plus my nigga filled to the bompty-bompty
Boopin feet turn them
The only overlord me, only glory, you reach!
Wake up and smell the aroma nigga you sleep
The contract is out on The King, nigga you breach
D-elite - Jah,
the smoke trail couldn't
He didn't just take me sins away
G O D ill give you praise
This right here is something new
Wasn't just saved I was rescued
He
to my niggas
We onnat
You started a war, can't go back
You say you you want smoke
Where the dope at?
You got pole then blow that
Show that
Cuz
to the door
Hit the hitter, smoke the gas, if she ask for some more
20 bands full of blues, I like bitches by the two's
Ain't no need to pick and choose when
chest
Like, Eastman's here in the house
All we wanna do is smoke a little loud
Talking all that shit is what got you smacked
Checked into the E.R. that's
on Instagram
Taking fat DcB's?
Cuz I'm a shadow
I blend where I gotta
Fuck a job I'd rather post memes
cnd smoke marijuana
But what the fuck did you
the fuck you pull that trigger
I just want these bands, yeah
She know I ain't like the rest
No I don't do no hand out
How'd you get time to flex
My bank
One's diva'd out, keep her make-up tight
She got her good heels on wit her Jacob ice
And ma love to club, so she stay up nice
And she give me brains
man Polo promotion
And I can't wait to go out and hear some
[Chorus]
Jumping music, swift d.j.'s
Smoke machines and laser rays
Look out weekend
cuz I couldn't find the white C-U-P-S
I had to mix it with the tussin cuz my shipment from UPS
Got intercepted by the F-E-D-S
I know a song prolly
rolling up a Swisher Sweet
I don't smoke Dutchies
And when it comes to thots, I don't love 'em
I just fuck 'em, pass 'em to my dawgs
Can't trust 'em
'Cause
him, I thought I could pass
Don't you know by then we'd be low on gas?
We had flames comin' from out of the side
Feel the tension. Man! What a ride!
like to be around 'em
Give 'em dap or pound 'em
See 'em out, they houndin' dawg
Sayin' they got tracks for me to get down on
Sayin' they hot when that
and that look I don't know what it is
I mix it she sipping I told her that I’d rather smoke
I spend it she asking I tell her I know how it feel to be broke
I
you from deep in the slums
Only way you make it out is by the barrel of a gun
All I wanna do is rap go to a different place and have some fun
But lately
Discuss these smoke out by d loc Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In