No Smoke
Niggas don't want no smoke
Niggas dont want no smoke
No smoke no smoke
Eight times
I use to get it in
Back when I ain't really have no reason to live
Use to want a Benz
Till I bought that bucket seat Caprice
From will
When I was a kid
Everybody I looked up too was
Getting it it in
Getting it it in
Getting it it in
Niggas was getting it it in
My mama once told me
Don't trust buddy
Them honkys
Them niggas ain't friends
My grandma my grandpa
My auntie my brother
All told me to keep my head
Them days when you saw me in them streets with me I was keeping that can
Ask mama and auntie Keisha I ain't want it but I had that in my hands
How could you understand
We da children of the corn
Cause we all was corn fed
With mustard greens
Chuck E cheese
And a little bit of cornbread
When my nigga died
Saw it as a chance to flip and fix a nigga life
I started doing right
I stop selling pills
Niggas miss them seven fives
Ioun never rap about none of that shit we did nigga on my life
Cause niggas still mad about some of that shit we did nigga on my life
Deez days I just feed my kids ioun see no need to be wit that pipe
I be on da low
Just so you know
On go
Ima die bout mine
But niggas don't want no smoke
Niggas dont want no smoke
No smoke no smoke
Eight times
I use to get it in
Back when I ain't really have no reason to live
Use to want a Benz
Till I bought that bucket seat Caprice
From will
When I was a kid
Everybody I looked up too was
Getting it it in
Getting it it in
Getting it it in
Niggas was getting it it in
My mama once told me
Don't trust buddy
Them honkys
Them niggas ain't friends
My grandma my grandpa
My auntie my brother
All told me to keep my head
Them days when you saw me in them streets with me I was keeping that can
Ask mama and auntie Keisha I ain't want it but I had that in my hands
How could you understand
We da children of the corn
Cause we all was corn fed
With mustard greens
Chuck E cheese
And a little bit of cornbread
When my nigga died
Saw it as a chance to flip and fix a nigga life
I started doing right
I stop selling pills
Niggas miss them seven fives
Ioun never rap about none of that shit we did nigga on my life
Cause niggas still mad about some of that shit we did nigga on my life
Deez days I just feed my kids ioun see no need to be wit that pipe
I be on da low
Just so you know
On go
Ima die bout mine
But niggas don't want no smoke
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Writer(s): Matthew Tuszynski, Inconnu Compositeur Auteur
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