Cigarettes

Cigarettes Goddaamn Ayyy Yo Lets goooooo I was talking to my bro He told me yo Leave dem cigarettes alone You should puff the dro They addictive as f*ck Dat shit is like crack Always need me pack So when my stash run low To the store I go Ain't got no favourite spot I just need me dem smokes Blow that shit in the air Around them folks, There's random folks For no good reason No matter the season They wanna know If I'm slanging dro It's f*ck you or whatever I don't goddamn know! Nah I really need to know What they take me for?! Dem cigarettes will kill yah I heard dem say Dem cigarettes will kill you, Nah but not today Dem cigarettes will kill yah I heard dem say Dem cigarettes will kill you, But not today Cigarettes will I heard 'em say Dem cigarettes will kill you But not today Hold on Hold on Explain this to me In a county that's free Can't a nigga be free Not no stereotype I smoke is just like you Ain't no funny tobacco Work just like you Man I love me a taco And a couple coronas Just bear with me nigga Had some beers with my niggas Then we crossed the street Watch the good folk eat Just let me light a cig Let me talk some shit Hold on Hold on Let me light my cig, Wait Wait Yea, yea Now we talking shit bout Bout dem bitches we hit Man you niggas is wild Done some crazy shit We pass some cars on the way to the club, My nigga is playing Gotta show love But not before the cop pull up He leaned out the car Then I heard him say Dem cigarettes will kill yah Cigarettes will kill yah Dem cigarettes will kill you But not today, Dem cigarettes will kill you I heard him say That cigarettes will kill YOU Dem cigarettes will kill you I heard him say Came home from the club 'Round a quarter to six Last night was lit I slept in the couch I musta been dreaming Cuz I heard her say Clear as day, I heard my daughter say Hey, daddy I'm hungry So I rolled of the couch First thought in my mind Where dem cigarettes at I know I bought that shit Couldn't find my pack Now I gotta think back Did I get finessed Now I'm feeling the stress Did I get finessed Finessed Man I really wish a nigga would finesse me I looked at the floor It's like All my cigarettes is broken This kid gon' kill me I swear Long before dem cigarettes do Man I need my drugs