Smoke
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Smoke
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Stress
I don’t really think they want no smoke
Watching all my moves, like it’s a show, aye
No I ain’t the type to do the most, I go missing like a ghost
If I pull up, then they’re toast
Aye, okay
No cap, now you toast yeah (uh, huh)
All them frontin’ ass niggas finna get exposed yeah (get exposed)
I ain’t playing no games, better watch ‘em close, yeah (watch ‘em close, watch ‘em close)
I can never let them brag and boast, yeah (yeah)
I had to get this on my own (on my own)
Word to Elohim, I ain’t ever home
Losing sleep, guarantee this ain’t a joke, nigga
Humble like sheep, but I'm still the goat, nigga
Yeah, I had high hopes
But y’all let me down, so I don’t
I don’t trust nobody, not even myself
Tryna get my wealth, focus on my health
Hard work pays off (yeah)
Might be a singing nigga, but I don’t play soft (naah)
Niggas wanna act like they always winning every time, can’t take a loss
I’ve been enslaved with all these chains
Think it’s, it’s about time we take them off yeah
I don’t really think they want no smoke
Watching all my moves, like it’s a show, aye
No I ain’t the type to do the most, I go missing like a ghost
If I pull up, then they’re toast
Aye, okay
No cap, now you toast yeah (uh, huh)
All them frontin’ ass niggas finna get exposed yeah (get exposed)
I ain’t playing no games, better watch ‘em close, yeah (watch ‘em close, watch ‘em close)
I can never let them brag and boast, yeah (yeah)
Je du mal a controle mes mauvaises habitudes
Tu n’tas pas trop loin avec une attitude
Je trouve lle bonheur dans ma solitude
Je donne ma gratitiude (a dieu)
Man flow et trop moche
Me mains dans ma poches
Je ne laisse pas tomber, on est proche
Et sit you m’appelles, je raccroche quan vous ganes, les gens vous approchent
Je besoin avan ue j’arrive
Je n’ai pas beaucoup d’amis pas besoin de ton avis voici l’ecole des la vie
Elizee dans la caisse
Ils sont troubles, sa met plait (un)
Je bouscule, j’avais 16 ans
Court vite, je suis devant toi
On est prete (un)
Oui ons gagne part expres (un)
Qu’est-ce tu fais (un)
Je combattu tous le mechants
I don’t really think they want no smoke
Watching all my moves, like it’s a show, aye
No I ain’t the type to do the most, I go missing like a ghost
If I pull up, then they’re toast
Aye, okay
No cap, now you toast yeah (uh, huh)
I'm afraid that niggas finna get exposed yeah (get exposed)
I ain’t playing no games, better watch ‘em close, yeah (watch ‘em close, watch ‘em close)
I can never let them brag and boast, yeah
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