On Smoke

In my blood, they found cocaine and cannabis
'Cause I was whipping cocaine, smoking cannabis (whip, whip)
Late night, taking trips just to stack a quid
Tryna get rich and dip like them akhis did
I ain't never had shit, I was bagging bits
Trap yard with them nitties, they was having fits
Tryna live better now, I'm sick of savage shit
Devil and an angel, I'm still balancing

Real talk, I've had enough of doing night shifts
Dark dargs in the whip with the white bitch
Keep info to myself, 'cause they might snitch
Hit a snitch boy with a left and right kick
Cute ting, she a lemon but she like dick
Might pull up with Devon and tell her, "Ride him"
I'm in a four-door heavy with couple white bits
'Cause growing up, I never got to wear Nike ticks

Brought my first Nike when I hit the road
Ain't nobody show Yogez how to flip a O
Really did it on my own, I was in the snow
Concealing hot products in my winter coat
I could never give back all the tings I stole
Just like I'll never get back all the love I've shown
I'm the one who put niggas on when they was broke
Crazy how man forget, but it's cool though

Remember doing robberies in my school clothes
Thought we was clever skipping class, we was fools though
In situations where niggas will stay and tool show
They will shoot you, seen a nigga get his noodle blown
Undercovers, on the road, coming to my home
They wanna talk about some shit that happened in the zones
I know nuttin' 'bout nuttin', I keep my lips closed
No co-d but all my niggas pitch O's

Strip hoes, fast cars, tryna live large
Fuck a charge, big darg, ain't tryna see the sarge
Heart black like Nia Long, I been a don
Still on road, three in the morn' stuck in the storm
Three stack in my palm, I come back then I'm gone
He had that fire star dawg, I took his whole farm
Soundtrack to my life, fuck a slow song
As the beat keeps playing, life goes on

In my blood, they found cocaine and cannabis
'Cause I was whipping cocaine, smoking cannabis
Late night, taking trips just to stack a quid
Tryna get rich and dip like them akhis did
I ain't never had shit, I was bagging bits
Trap yard with them nitties, they was having fits
Tryna live better now, I'm sick of savage shit
Devil and an angel, I'm still balancing

(Still balancing, still balancing, still balancing)
Still balancing (still balancing)
I'm still balancing (I'm still balancing)
Still balancing
Devil and an angel, I'm still balancing (still balancing)