Smokin'
Now back when kicking it was like my occupation
We'd gather round a blunt and share some useless information
And throughout our conversation I would find no stimulation
Just drama, and some speculation mostly brought from hatin'
Now I'm formulating, different situations for my mobbalation
Our circle gettin smaller like our Michelin deflating
I guess when time ain't on your side the minutes dissipating
And people's differences get magnified we not relating
I'm out here waitin', for an example saying I was fakin'
It's been revealed that I'm one of the realest no debatin'
And I ain't have to lie about no shit that I ain't done
And most the shit I actually did won't see the sun
So leave me in my lane and I'm let me do my thang
I throw a stack into the game and watch it boomerang
If y'all ain't eatin' I suggest that y'all should do the same
And if you throwing salt around don't ever say my name
That's Why I stopped, Smoking with haters
I chunk a twamp up and tell'em see ya later
I swear I stopped, Smoking with suckers
I hit the gas on all of them motherfuckers
That's Why I stopped, Smoking with haters
I chunk a twamp up and tell'em see ya later
I swear I stopped, Smoking with suckers
I hit the gas on all of them motherfuckers
Man I was chillin yesterday and feeling kind of sad
Just lost my aunty I apparently was looking bad
Somebody had came to show me love and as they shook my hand
They acted like they did not know me but I understand
See they be into different shit and got they hands in different pots
Constant paranoia, from the constant threat of cops
I guess somebody went and planted fear up in their heads
Now they got wicked words for who they think to be a fed
But I say look bwah, nobody was G enough to speak up on it
I obviously heard so ain't nobody finna sneak up on it
Look I'm sicker than you might have known
I'm Waianae raised and 94 blocc, was my second home
Don't drop no names cause hoe I like my circle extra small
That way I know who ready to ride if I come step to y'all
Three solid homies beat your shaky 8 on every trip
Don't worry bout me when you free then you can thank me crip
But for now ima dip cause bitch I stopped
Smoking with haters
I chunk a twamp up and tell'em see ya later
I swear I stopped, Smoking with suckers
I hit the gas on all of them motherfuckers
That's Why I stopped, Smoking with haters
I chunk a twamp up and tell'em see ya later
I swear I stopped, Smoking with suckers
I hit the gas on all of them motherfuckers
We'd gather round a blunt and share some useless information
And throughout our conversation I would find no stimulation
Just drama, and some speculation mostly brought from hatin'
Now I'm formulating, different situations for my mobbalation
Our circle gettin smaller like our Michelin deflating
I guess when time ain't on your side the minutes dissipating
And people's differences get magnified we not relating
I'm out here waitin', for an example saying I was fakin'
It's been revealed that I'm one of the realest no debatin'
And I ain't have to lie about no shit that I ain't done
And most the shit I actually did won't see the sun
So leave me in my lane and I'm let me do my thang
I throw a stack into the game and watch it boomerang
If y'all ain't eatin' I suggest that y'all should do the same
And if you throwing salt around don't ever say my name
That's Why I stopped, Smoking with haters
I chunk a twamp up and tell'em see ya later
I swear I stopped, Smoking with suckers
I hit the gas on all of them motherfuckers
That's Why I stopped, Smoking with haters
I chunk a twamp up and tell'em see ya later
I swear I stopped, Smoking with suckers
I hit the gas on all of them motherfuckers
Man I was chillin yesterday and feeling kind of sad
Just lost my aunty I apparently was looking bad
Somebody had came to show me love and as they shook my hand
They acted like they did not know me but I understand
See they be into different shit and got they hands in different pots
Constant paranoia, from the constant threat of cops
I guess somebody went and planted fear up in their heads
Now they got wicked words for who they think to be a fed
But I say look bwah, nobody was G enough to speak up on it
I obviously heard so ain't nobody finna sneak up on it
Look I'm sicker than you might have known
I'm Waianae raised and 94 blocc, was my second home
Don't drop no names cause hoe I like my circle extra small
That way I know who ready to ride if I come step to y'all
Three solid homies beat your shaky 8 on every trip
Don't worry bout me when you free then you can thank me crip
But for now ima dip cause bitch I stopped
Smoking with haters
I chunk a twamp up and tell'em see ya later
I swear I stopped, Smoking with suckers
I hit the gas on all of them motherfuckers
That's Why I stopped, Smoking with haters
I chunk a twamp up and tell'em see ya later
I swear I stopped, Smoking with suckers
I hit the gas on all of them motherfuckers
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Writer(s): Benjamin Tafao
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