Smoking On Your Rebound
You broke my heart I hope you know that
Even though we Had to Cut it off
I hope it Grow back No Russia
Putting all them other Niggas in a Toe tag
Breaking down ya re up
Yea Baby you can hold that
They never want to see us
Happy so they sold that
Picture me giving time to a hoe
Without a Kodak
Never took my eyes off the prize
But you know that
Gotta Problem with your Focus
Baby Go and pop a Prozac
Studied all my old Shit
He Wonder how I wrote that
Explain to ya Nigga
How another got your lo Jack
Had me in my feelings so fast
That a nigga so wack
Had you moving every mountain
That that Nigga Broke ass
Can't continue what I started
Now you wanna to go back
To a time we was all the way in it
No cap
No problem Getem Rolled in leaves with no grabba
Spark fire
Brodie might Smoke him with No conscience
Bro ganja
My homies They call me the smoke doctor
We Shutting down ya shows
And Smoking The Whole the line up
I know you folding and hoping to go find em
But the niggas to my left will poke em and Doe John em
No joshing no joking no kidding I'm not smiling
Whenever there's a problem
They Tell em Fraux Gotti
Got em
Even though we Had to Cut it off
I hope it Grow back No Russia
Putting all them other Niggas in a Toe tag
Breaking down ya re up
Yea Baby you can hold that
They never want to see us
Happy so they sold that
Picture me giving time to a hoe
Without a Kodak
Never took my eyes off the prize
But you know that
Gotta Problem with your Focus
Baby Go and pop a Prozac
Studied all my old Shit
He Wonder how I wrote that
Explain to ya Nigga
How another got your lo Jack
Had me in my feelings so fast
That a nigga so wack
Had you moving every mountain
That that Nigga Broke ass
Can't continue what I started
Now you wanna to go back
To a time we was all the way in it
No cap
No problem Getem Rolled in leaves with no grabba
Spark fire
Brodie might Smoke him with No conscience
Bro ganja
My homies They call me the smoke doctor
We Shutting down ya shows
And Smoking The Whole the line up
I know you folding and hoping to go find em
But the niggas to my left will poke em and Doe John em
No joshing no joking no kidding I'm not smiling
Whenever there's a problem
They Tell em Fraux Gotti
Got em
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Writer(s): Mark Eason Jr
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