Blowin' Smoke
Shota flows so the brother gotta go
Come and see how the dope flows when i blow smoke
Level headed... yeah fuck that
I been ready to bust back
Take another trip just to clutch stacks
Readied up now im steady in my lane
And all these cunts still hate on my name
Readied up now im steady in my lane and all these cunts still hate on my name
Shota flows so the brother gotta go
Come and see how the dope flows when i blow smoke
Level headed... yeah fuck that
I been ready to bust back
Take another trip just to clutch stacks
Readied up now im steady in my lane
And all these cunts still hate on my name
Readied up now im steady in my lane and all these cunts still hate on my name...
I've been stepping just to stay straight
Never gave a fuck what they say cuase I came in the game as a... no name
And imma leave with no case
Sparkin the fuse just to set it off like propane
Leave em in a ghost chase!
I've been on a level tryna run shit!
You been stuck
On the peddal tryna gun it quick
Come in heavy with the spittting and they quick to come and diss it
So i put em in position
Come and listen
Motherfuckers I be racking up a fat stack I never gave a ratts clack about
Ya shit so mind ya bizz im rhyming shit and climbing hights in life
To try to find the finer things
Yeah!
So fuck ya shit they only get it if they got it and if they can't afford to cop it
Cunts will never stack the profit so dont get ya knickers knotted
Cause I'm only being honest
Im only being honest
Shota flows so the brother gotta go
Come and see how the dope flows when i blow smoke
Level headed... yeah fuck that,
I been ready to bust back
Take another trip just to clutch stacks.
Readied up now im steady in my lane
And all these cunts still hate on my name
I've been steady on the grind tryna pay bills
All these cats in rewind tryna claim reals
And now they wannna fuckin diss cause I rap
Got the coppers on my back about the bags i had stashed
Never said a word about the cash I had for grabs
Always worried about a blue vest
So i move less
Gotta stay straight!
Got my mind on the rhym and its locked in
Never done it before but still drop hits
New to game still got this
Gon run up the ball and just drop Brikks
Yeah I've Seen better days
Had cold nights
Spaz lines on a one take ten toes deep
Tryna stack cash head back to the flats
Past tense
Come and see how the dope flows when i blow smoke
Level headed... yeah fuck that
I been ready to bust back
Take another trip just to clutch stacks
Readied up now im steady in my lane
And all these cunts still hate on my name
Readied up now im steady in my lane and all these cunts still hate on my name
Shota flows so the brother gotta go
Come and see how the dope flows when i blow smoke
Level headed... yeah fuck that
I been ready to bust back
Take another trip just to clutch stacks
Readied up now im steady in my lane
And all these cunts still hate on my name
Readied up now im steady in my lane and all these cunts still hate on my name...
I've been stepping just to stay straight
Never gave a fuck what they say cuase I came in the game as a... no name
And imma leave with no case
Sparkin the fuse just to set it off like propane
Leave em in a ghost chase!
I've been on a level tryna run shit!
You been stuck
On the peddal tryna gun it quick
Come in heavy with the spittting and they quick to come and diss it
So i put em in position
Come and listen
Motherfuckers I be racking up a fat stack I never gave a ratts clack about
Ya shit so mind ya bizz im rhyming shit and climbing hights in life
To try to find the finer things
Yeah!
So fuck ya shit they only get it if they got it and if they can't afford to cop it
Cunts will never stack the profit so dont get ya knickers knotted
Cause I'm only being honest
Im only being honest
Shota flows so the brother gotta go
Come and see how the dope flows when i blow smoke
Level headed... yeah fuck that,
I been ready to bust back
Take another trip just to clutch stacks.
Readied up now im steady in my lane
And all these cunts still hate on my name
I've been steady on the grind tryna pay bills
All these cats in rewind tryna claim reals
And now they wannna fuckin diss cause I rap
Got the coppers on my back about the bags i had stashed
Never said a word about the cash I had for grabs
Always worried about a blue vest
So i move less
Gotta stay straight!
Got my mind on the rhym and its locked in
Never done it before but still drop hits
New to game still got this
Gon run up the ball and just drop Brikks
Yeah I've Seen better days
Had cold nights
Spaz lines on a one take ten toes deep
Tryna stack cash head back to the flats
Past tense
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Writer(s): Austen Tylor
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