Gun Smoke

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When you in this world, you on your own for real
And shit like lately, I been tweakin' out yeah, yeah, yeah
Walkin' in my dreams, I'm buggin' out, I think it's 4 a.m
I can't even sleep, I need this paper, that shit automatic

I'm inside my bag, wherever I go, you know I got my ratchet
I wont let these niggas take my soul, Nor will I let em' have it
Gun smoke, it's in the air, I smell it everywhere
Gun smoke, smoke a dead op, to get my vision clear

Gun smoke, the opposition, bitch, they don't even want smoke
Gun smoke, we smoke a op, when we spin blocks
We mix it with the gun smoke, fuckin' up my head
Percocet the pill that's just so I can go to bed

I'm so tired of havin' all these dead loved ones
I swear to God, soon as we catch him, we gon' up it
put his stupid ass to bed
Percocet, Adderall, Ecstasy, Molly water

I keep pouring fours inside my soda til I'm leanin' over
That lil bitch annoyin' me, keep callin' me, leave her on open
You ain't callin' me about a bag, I swear it ain't important
Mix the Perky with the codeine, Fuckin' up my head

I swear to God, this shit relax me
I f*ck you off these drugs, she like "make love to me"
I can't show you love, she do her make-up to me
This her favorite song, pouring millies in my cup

I told him, add it all, he got a bag but my bag
Different nigga, add it up
'Member I was stuck inside them trenches
Member I ain't have no money, no car, ain't had these digits

Gun smoke, it's in the air, I smell it everywhere
Gun smoke, smoke a dead op to get my vision clear
Gun smoke, the opposition, bitch, they don't even want smoke
Gun smoke, we smoke op, when we spin blocks

We mix it with the gun smoke
It's in the air, I smell it everywhere
Gun smoke, smoke a dead op, to get my vision clear
Gun smoke, the opposition, bitch, they don't even want smoke

Gun smoke, we smoke op, when we spin blocks
We mix it with the gun smoke
It's crazy how these niggas end up needin' me
Cause when I was down, these niggas ain't believin' me

Stopped abusing drugs, left them alone, feel like they needin' me
I'm abusing drugs, won't leave them alone, feel like they needin' me
Look inside the mirror, heart cold, so what you see in me
My heart up for grabs it's in the air, Just like a BNB

I cant give my love to all these bitches
When I was down, they wouldn't f*ck with me
Now they with me from my riches
(Yeah,Yeah)
Gun smoke, It's in the air, I smell it everywhere

Gun smoke, smoke a dead op, to get my vision clear
Gun smoke, the opposition, bitch, they don't even want smoke
Gun smoke, we smoke op, when we spin blocks
We mix it with the gun smoke

It's in the air, I smell it everywhere
Gun smoke, smoke a dead op, to get my vision clear
Gun smoke, the opposition, bitch, they don't even want smoke
Gun smoke, we smoke op, when we spin blocks

We mix it with the gun smoke

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