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Smokey

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Look who's back, Smokey on the track
With Ninja on the beat so you know what's next
A Lil boom-bap here bass booming on the sound stacks
Sound flex 18-inch woofer and the ground cracks

We keep on going, this is a no hook song
The raw bars in your face and they coming in strong
From the weed to the brains to the mouth to the mic
Never stop, drop the top listen up Smokey raps for life

And I'm not paying without documents
Interrogation at the police station I was dominant
My arguments demolished 'em, I'm flying over continents
My death should be a monument no cap that's another one for rap

Never bothered never lack
Always running with a stack
Got my homies in the back
And they strapped

This the westside, my homie yeah you guessed right
Followed everywhere shit I guess I am the best guide

Yeah on a plane flying to Rio
Record a couple of verses and move on to Puerto Rico
Then ima sip a lil cocktail on the islands of Greece
Take a hit of that salvia and get rid of my ego

Never heard never seen you
Who are you what are u here for
Better be a business case cuz time is money to me bro
You got some cash lemme see tho

I'm not guessing I'm certain
Levelled up motherfucker this a whole other version
I'm a rapper for the music that's another diversion
Shit I'm good at what I do now lemme rap drop the curtain

On the grind for a song we ain't sleeping tonight
On the grind for Sativa i ain't missing my flight

Despite the fact that u can't measure the height
I still kill it with the motherfuckin' lyrics I write
Don't even need to fight, I guess you've got that right
The number 1 no hook tune got it insight

Now ima a hustler full time on the streets
Money on my mind and my mind on the fucking beats
Livin in the short street homie come and get yo weed,
See the greed money is an addon, music's what we need

On the grind never stop
On my mind never drop
Smoke all night live it up
Just gon get fucked up

Homie with a couple of friends
You wanna come it depends
We're cruising round in a Benz
Shit only love to my fans

Cuz it's because o you
That I keep making music too
Takin selfies in the booth
Shopping for a pair o' shoes

I just gotta give that back
Every week another fan
We roll a blunt together just get high and drive a minivan

To the studio hear my bangers on yo stereo
I married rap, beats are Julia's and I'm the Romeo
Oh no, the first time I rap since a week ago
Continuing the lyrics with another strain going slow
Other brains other flow
Every week another show
I'm not in a good mood Just saying so you know
People claim they're rich but no one ever witnessed though
If you gon be acting tough I think you better carry on

Huh, Who is you what u thinking?
I'm full-time stoner you ain't gon see me drinking
If I'm not spitting a rap I'm prolly elsewhere singing
Beat killin' like a villain at the pool and we chilling 

Tung breakers we don't hesitate
Growing stronger every day the sweat from all my enemies
Every morning 4 o 20 smoke and I meditate
Celebrate every time I walked out of a federal place

Last time ima kill it for the blue team
The executive power of the Belgian law, duty
Oh please, we can't even smoke weed
Grow trees play music loud cuz the boys wan' have a party

True smokey fans, where you at let me see the hands
Cops prohibited they gotta stay behind the fence
More patrols Lil chaos feeling the suspense
But we don't care 1 love f*ck the government

Yeah f*ck the government
1 love Rastafari
F*ck the government

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