Smoke/Static

Smoke and he wanting the static
Well he can run up and this shit get to cracking
Just like Call of Duty the way I be packing
He couldn't imagine the points that I'm stacking
Moving through money so quick like I'm trafficking
I ain't a doc but your bitch I'm examining
Turn on your album if I need a laugh again
Sipping on wok in the sky like I'm Xanakin

He wanting the smoke and he wanting the static
Well he can run up and this shit get to cracking
Just like Call of Duty the way I be packing
He couldn't imagine the points that I'm stacking
Moving through money so quick like I'm trafficking
I ain't a doc but your bitch I'm examining
Turn on your album if I need a laugh again
Sipping on wok in the sky like I'm Xanakin
I get high as hell I think I'll pop another pill
Feel it in my system yeah it makes my mental ill
Please don't tell nobody if they knew the shit I did
Then I wouldn't have to hide it from them, fuck it now we here again

I ain't want to argue but you're fucking with my innocence
No I'm not religious but I think I might need to repent
Running round in circles, couldn't outrun the demons in my head
Never thought the hardest part of life would be the fucking rest
He's out, Aeth's in
I hit that bitch from the back again
I just smoked all of the pack again
I better call up my plug spend a rack again
I better come get a buck you ain't having shit
Feel like Houdini I'm moving like magic bitch
Lamborghini be the coupe that I'm crashing in
I wish, bitch
I feel like my life a movie
Pull up with a tool it
Aint no Call of Duty but you know it pack a punch
Fighting all my demons and I think I'm winning but you know they be the savage ones
Every day be crazy but I got my lady and you know that she the baddest one
I feel like Beckworth I'm swinging revolvers cause I know that I got the fastest one
Your bitch is boukee
I won't go fuck on a groupie
Ain't in a gang but I'm Gucci
I'mma go cop a new noose, peace
I'mma go fuck on that bitch and she blew me
Ain't a new year but there will be a new me
I be the king of this game like I'm Yugi
I'mma go smoke on that blue dream

He wanting the smoke and he wanting the static
Well he can run up and this shit get to cracking
Just like Call of Duty the way I be packing
He couldn't imagine the points that I'm stacking
Moving through money so quick like I'm trafficking
I ain't a doc but your bitch I'm examining
Turn on your album if I need a laugh again
Sipping on wok in the sky like I'm Xanakin
I get high as hell I think I'll pop another pill
Feel it in my system yeah it makes my mental ill
Please don't tell nobody if they knew the shit I did
Then I wouldn't have to hide it from them, fuck it now we here again



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Writer(s): William Hoe
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