Smoke (feat. Jamie xx)

Smoke, dust
Phones, drugs
Soc', cost
No, love
Smoke, dust
Phones, drugs
Soc', cost
No, love

Love, no love, I know how it feels to be forgotten
The trick says she can't do this, I'm sorry
Knows that yeah, nearly choked upon my porridge
Months gone by, and you heard from none of the broskis
What a diluted orange, it's a Northern Chow, I'm cornered
Trust, I can't even trust myself
Old days I'd walk to the trailer at twelve
Bro ask why it come and help his wealth
How many risky cards got dealt?
You know how lonely nights I felt?
All the times I got empty promise
I can't trust a soul, I just trust my pockets

Smoke, dust
Phones, drugs
Soc', cost
No, love
Smoke, dust
Phones, drugs
Soc', cost
No, love

Hugs, no hugs, I had to hug my thoughts
Nobody come to court, I just done couple months on tour
The judge, what has this size of man done before?
Only if you knew that I got 'bout six
Lost couple times that I touched up fours
Gloves, there's so much that the first court know that I done
I was in court, rely on my luck
Touch that studio and now I'm out
The youth finna wanna be like me
Fuck those ups and downs
Plays and frowns, it was done before I saw the Sun

Smoke, dust
Phones, drugs
Soc', cost
No, love (Tell me, tell me)
Smoke, dust (Tell me, tell me)
Phones, drugs (Tell me, tell me)
Soc', cost
No, love, one

Smoke, dust
Phones, drugs
Soc', cost
No, love
Love...

'Sup, 'sup, 'sup
Turn, turn, turn, turn
One
'Sup, 'sup, 'sup
Turn, turn
Turn, turn
Turn, turn, turn, turn
One



Credits
Writer(s): James Thomas Smith, Irving Ampofo Adjei, Fred
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