I :: WantSmoke

Fuck a runaway train
Blow off some steam cause I'm tryna maintain

Better steam out your clothes you don't want it to stain
Last time I hit one I couldn't complain

I ain't here for the money (Nigga stop lying)
But I might snatch another chain

I'm just following orders (Yeah that's more like it)
But I can't be in last place

So my execution need hella action
Chrome heart matt black tint

When I get it turn it to a fraction
And we light it up shit we matching

I ain't high enough bring the pack in
Midas touch bring the racks in

If it's late
Set a trap then
No mistake
Blow his back in

I ain't losing
Catch him down bad when snoozing
Wake up in heaven all confusing

And ain't nothing to it
You only human who you fooling
I'm God moving in pursuit
Get the loot then I'm zooming

You dropping so-and-so then prove it
Pull out the tool and introduce it
Ugh the hell it that

Got his body oozing
I keep it lowkey with illusions

Allude to the fact that I don't get attached to affection
I tried it and I learned my lesson

They act like I don't know the difference from cause and effect
Yet I'm dodging every interception

That they gon' try throwing at me cause I'm God's little blessing
But shit I forgot what the message is

Fuck it I cant have no enemies
There ain't no truce i cant have no more settlements

I remember I was freezing in December
Shit was blowing me for real
Then my ether turned to ember

Hot headed off my heels (For real)
Lost all my temper
If you switch on me get killed
Chopper turn into a blender

Best surrender

Fuck a runaway train
Blow off some steam cause I'm tryna maintain

Better steam out your clothes you don't want it to stain
Last time I hit one I couldn't complain

I ain't here for the money (Nigga stop lying)
But I might snatch another chain

I'm just following orders (Yeah that's more like it)
But I can't be in last place

So my execution need hella action
Chrome heart matt black tint

When I get it turn it to a fraction
And we light it up shit we matching

I ain't high enough bring the pack in
Midas touch bring the racks in

If it's late
Set a trap then
No mistake
Blow his back in

Hit and run hid the gun
Get the funds get it done
You know I'm not playin' with niggas

It's crazy you changed on a nigga
Used to be small but a nigga got bigger

I want it all yeah I'm stacking my figures
I try not to fall as I'm healing my stitches

If I pursuit in the car
I drive through the hood you don't know who we are

I love the sound of the engine when I push the demon
Accelerate leave all my problems and 12 in the dust
Heard he been talking that shit he ain't talk with a stick
I smoke niggas like dust

So I keep a blunt
I said I don't need
So I keep a blunt
I said I don't need

Put wax in the wood and a nigga got higher
Spin any time of the day we not tired

My bro not for none of that shit
We giving 'em shots I'm not talking Pfizer

And we split yeah I remember
Guess I had to do this drill
Heart cold it made me shiver

Otto Stitch can't drown you know that I keep swimming
Told bae keep a blade we spinning

Fuck a runaway train
Blow off some steam cause I'm tryna maintain

Better steam out your clothes you don't want it to stain
Last time I hit one I couldn't complain

I ain't here for the money (Nigga stop lying)
But I might snatch another chain

I'm just following orders (Yeah that's more like it)
But I can't be in last place

So my execution need hella action
Chrome heart matt black tint

When I get it turn it to a fraction
And we light it up shit we matching

I ain't high enough bring the pack in
Midas touch bring the racks in

If it's late
Set a trap then
No mistake
Blow his back in



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Writer(s): Tyron Ousley
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