Smoking Good

Smoking good with my brothers is how we pass the time
If it ain't about progression, then that ain't on my mind
Everything in the dark eventually gon' shine
And all of the pressure turn me to a diamond, yeah

Still look both ways even when I got the green light (yeah, yeah)
I don't trap no more but I still don't trust police lights (yeah, yeah)
I'm my own boss, that's the only way I see life (yeah, yeah)
Pull up on the block, I'm who them youngins wanna be like (yeah, yeah)
Call me when you off work
Here go some basketball shorts and a long shirt, yeah
Overtime get you all work
Eat that pussy 'til my jaw hurt, yeah
Tryin' to give my mind a lil' rest
I can't sleep, I'm just thinking 'bout the protests
And these police, the way they movin' is grotesque
So it's fuck the world 'til I ain't got no strokes left, yeah

Smoking good with my brothers is how we pass the time
If it ain't about progression, then that ain't on my mind
Everything in the dark eventually gon' shine
And all of the pressure turn me to a diamond

Bitch-ass officer lookin' all scary
Never had a fist fight, but his trigger finger ready
No justice, no peace, it ain't safe in the streets
So it's fuck the police and anyone who disagree
Roll up the loud 'cause I ain't tryin' to hear nothin'
Calm my ass down 'cause I ain't tryin' to kill nothin'
Stack a hundred million, split it with the guys
Want it, I'ma get it, you see it in my eyes (yeah, yeah)

Smoking good with my brothers is how we pass the time
If it ain't about progression, then that ain't on my mind
Everything in the dark eventually gon' shine
And all of the pressure turn me to a diamond



Credits
Writer(s): Ernest Brown, Thomas Goodwin, Stephan Ruggiero
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