Smoke

DatBoyDez on the beat Got smoke in these streets Nigga I don't walk out the house, Don't walk out if I don't got my heat Yeah nigga what's up with me Know what's up Every time I ride out got a extra two, or three clips up on that seat Grr bah Aim at yo' throat old pussy ass nigga, make sure you deceased yeah No regret or no guilt, on my conscience or heart Ain't no love in my body, what's was had depart I done been in hot water, with sharks in the dark I'm the same old nigga, they knew from the start But now I go harder and moving way smarter I stay to myself 'cause my thoughts Arising He get hit with that fire so hot, that it burn and cauterize him Hot pussy I don't f*ck with no 45, 'cept the number on the side my Glock slide Them niggas don't really be on a f*ck thing at all, never seen none my opps slide These niggas be drunk in the club, letting liquor get to they head Trying to pop off with niggas that don't be around me, look frail as a bitch boy I know You scared Only when i'm not there in they presence, do these niggas feel brave huh I love Glocks but i'm 'bout to go cop a Walther, with a steel frame yeah And i'm riding with the same niggas, until all the wheels break shit Should of been cut off that lil' pussy ass ho, but I still stayed f*ck Her nigga a simp claiming he was finna kill me 'bout her The both of 'em know he ain't Serious But me i'ma demon for real, step on anybody do it low show i'm so insidious He can't go where I go and be good how i'm good, no the nigga got no clearance Bitch you know he ain't like that a bit he can't even imagine the feeling come from the experience yeah Heard that boy hiding out over East with his BM an Son, but I got the drop on that Having nasty hos coming in an out of the crib all day, so I had a thot on that Got a Glock with a drum but i'm feeling like f*ck it, I lowkey prefer when the mop on that Anytime when I feel like it, pull up an just, now go draw the chalk on that pussy Can't trust 'em if they got a soul yeah I swear on my core, that's the reason ain't most Around If it ain't bout money or music, then f*ck what you saying that shit only slow us down I got Hollows and FMJ's in this mag', just watch how I blow 'em rounds Catch that bitch an her man when they least expect it, do 'em dirty they leaving they Ultrasound Brr I got problems inside of my head I admit it, but most come from people mistreating me I'ma real nigga so it feel pointless to lie, don't nobody scare or put unease in me The support that I get keep me motivated, I won't give up it's some that believe in me Find it funny they quick to abandon me, but try and come back around when they Needing me F*ck 'em Got smoke in these streets Nigga I don't walk out the house, Don't walk out if I don't got my heat Yeah nigga what's up with me Know what's up Every time I ride out got a extra two, or three clips up on that seat Grr bah Aim at yo' throat old pussy ass nigga, make sure you deceased We gon' put you to sleep yeah