Cigarette

Ay, Ay my G, Ay
Where my cigarettes at man
Pass me that pack of cigarettes right there man
Yeah man, why dontcha' pack 'em for me man
(Haha), that's how we get down man, yeah
Oh yeah, light this muthafucka up man

I'm just smokin' on a cigarette
Nah man, this the last one I got left
Hella high, Drunk drivin', Hella wet
Turn't up, gray hairs hella stressed
I'm just smokin' on a cigarette
Nah man, this the last one I got left
Hella high, Drunk drivin', Hella wet
Turn't up, gray hairs hella stressed

I'm just smokin' on a cigarette
Hella speedin' like a corvette
Police on me strong but they can't catch me yet
You either get stretched or you face death
Thinkin' about my loved ones, I'll make the best
They wouldn't wanna be here, so let 'em rest
Hearin' voices in my head saying you next
Everything I'm fighting, demons, I'm finna wreck
I don't even call, I don't even text
When my pistol gets to waiving, hit the deck
I done lost everythang, ain't nothing left
When you fightin' for your soul, that's what you get
Jumped in a pool of liquor, hella wet
Stumblin' to fallin' with every step
Hella pain in my chest, shortness of breath
I made a ton of mistakes but no regrets

I'm just smokin' on a cigarette
Nah man, this the last one I got left
Hella high, Drunk drivin', Hella wet
Turn't up, gray hairs hella stressed
I'm just smokin' on a cigarette
Nah man, this the last one I got left
Hella high, Drunk drivin', Hella wet
Turn't up, gray hairs hella stressed

I'm off'a lean, nigga feindin' for some nicotine
It's like life, think it's cool to kill a nigga dream
But I don't hear a word dat they talkin' bout
Erryday I light it up and live it out
Nigga no lie, I'm the life of da party
Superstar DNA floatin' through my body
N the game don't cheat, cuz the numbers don't lie
And I'ma keep drinking and I'ma stay high
Blowin' circles at the trials and tribulations
A nigga sit around broke and debatin'
Plottin' on yo brotha, that's a pandemic waitin'
It's like the money and the greed so adjacent
But everything'll be fine, just run me mine
And due time, you'll understand the grind
Feel the pain, nigga puffin' on the John Wayne
For a couple minutes though, I didn't feel a damn thang

Puffin' on a cigarette, last one I got left
Dirty sprite, feeling good
Rollin' through my neighborhood
I'm smoking on a cigarette, it's the last one I got left
All this smoke, I could feel up in my chest
Man this cold ass world got me so stressed
Can't even afford no backwoods
No one understand me, I'm misunderstood
Just tryin' make sure my mama doin' good
Man I love my family up in Inglewood (Yeah Boy)
I'm smoking on a cigarette, it's the last one I got left
I'm just out here grinding, doin' my best
Stayin' ready for the niggas when they try to test (Oh Oh Ooh)