SMOKE AND MIRRORS (feat. junedidit!)

Purple in my cup but I don't wanna go to sleep Say you need me baby tell me that I'm all you need They gon call me crazy cuz my life's a different speed But I just can't do no wrong Back and forth ain't no discussion Cartier shades ain't no mclovin This ain't lovin it's just fuckin I ain't got no time for cuddlin Scream my name like you mean it She want fame Nose is bleedin I got pain I got demons Come with me and we can heal it Hit the mall and buy the store I want platinum I want gold I want Grammys I want more Bad bitch look like Emma stone Flow is raw like papers rollin Don't know where the fuck I'm goin Bathroom stall like it was snowin 12 out on the block patrolin Burn bright die young supernova That bitch act like I need closure Call her friend and she come over Hit that hoe to Sarasota Dreams of Cali when I'm older Dime piece on my shoulder Don't think I can get much colder Finest in October Smoke and mirrors I be floating on the ceiling Got them coke interiors In my city what I'm wheeling Shawty came to me and told me that she need to do some healing Police knockin at the door because the neighbors heard her screamin yeah Should've known I should've known, I should've known Fuckin with you'd leave me out here lyin in the cold Only company I keep is bottles of patron I'm pourin patron in my body She moanin and movin on top me Like everything hittin at once We fuck in the mornin she leavin by lunch I'm kickin her out just because of a hunch I ain't tryna beef with nobody like why is you hatin that kid is named after a month It's crazy get bands for real It's crazy get bands for real Holy fuck I came so far and I ain't close to where I'm tryna be Workin with shit that I got yeah I really be runnin and puttin in miles with these I'm talkin bout money I'm talkin bout bands But I ain't get shit it's just funny to me The same goes that was kickin me while I was down they coming back runnin to me Yeah this is the path that I chose Yeah this is the life that I'm choosin Yeah I got like so many of your hoes I can't even keep track of the ones that I'm loosing I see smoke in the motherfuckin mirror Shit talkin with newt can you hear us? I feel a god they steppin but nobody near us Smoke and mirrors I be floating on the ceiling Got them coke interiors In my city what I'm wheeling Shawty came to me and told me that she need to do some healing Police knockin at the door because the neighbors heard her screamin yeah Should've known I should've known, I should've known Fuckin witchu leave me out here lyin in the cold Only company I keep is bottles of patron Rockstar lifestyle bitch I might not make it Stories of the young and reckless everyday I'm gettin faded Everyday I'm gettin paper I got now don't care bout later She ride pipe like she a skater Makin cheese like I'm a grater I been feelin like I'm sosa back in 2012 Make her feel like she in heaven but I give these bitches hell I take shots after the bell I talk shit like I'm Chappelle I been standing over coffins with a hammer and a nail