Best Thang Smoking

Best thing smoking
That's to say the least
That nigga said that he was dope
I bet he slanged ya fleece
One of the rappers in the rafters
When the game deceased
My team is Super Bowl champions
We a gang of chiefs
Stay smoking around babe just cause
She hate the smell
Big CEO look how I'm dripping on him
Can't you tell
You gone grow old waiting
For me to take a L
I got my whole city popping
I ain't waste a shell

Came from humble beginnings
We ain't have much
Who would've thought the smallest snakes
Would slither through the grass cut
Young entrepreneur of my destiny
I'm the master
Thanking God every day
That I ain't never have to mask up
Give you a Westside connection
Without a Mac 10
Money invested I make it up
On the back end
Made more than 50 K off the trap
But that was back then
You can smell the pressure from the pack
Soon as it cracked wind
In the cherry Benz
We was packed in
In the cherry Benz
With the pack in
Defied the odds
Haters know that I exert the glow
Bringing music to the streets
Always gonna be my purpose though
Murdered every show this year
I'm just scratching the surface bro
You try to take my spot on God
I'm not gone even
Perp it's s slow
Ask the streets about me
It'll hurt your soul
Illest with this spitting shit
I never been convicted
But I murder flows
(Foreal)

Best thing smoking
That's to say the least
That nigga said that he was dope
I bet he slanged ya fleece
One of the rappers in the rafters
When the game deceased
My team is Super Bowl champions
We a gang of chiefs
Stay smoking around babe just cause
She hate the smell
Big CEO look how I'm dripping on 'em
Can't you tell
You gone grow old waiting
For me to take a L
I got my whole city popping
I ain't waste a shell

Long story short it's no pressure
Worse than underdogs
Ran through the city like mayors
Governors about the law
Here like Dre said for four seasons
Winter spring summer fall
Must've forgot where you came from
Before you run you crawled
This isn't a curse it's a gift
I ain't scared of turning legit
I'm stressed then I'm burning a zip
Working not perfect but I'm still worth it
Look how I'm serving 'em drip
I've been on the verge of a hit
I am more than determined I'm lit
(Determined I'm lit)
I've been about the work since a JIT
Just look how I'm working the wrist
They hate on me behind my back see me and get nervous and shit
I'm so in love with my girl got no problems
With curving a bitch
In tune with this music
You knew this
You know that's my purpose
That's it
(That's my purpose that's it)
I'm swerving these haters and coppers
Just like how I swerve in the whip
Whip

Best thing smoking
That's to say the least
That nigga said that he was dope
I bet he slanged ya fleece
One of the rappers in the rafters
When the game deceased
My team is Super Bowl champions
We a gang of chiefs
Stay smoking around babe just cause
She hate the smell
Big CEO look how I'm dripping on 'em
Can't you tell
You gone grow old waiting
For me to take a L
I got my whole city popping
I ain't waste a shell



Credits
Writer(s): Troy Jackson
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