Lyrics
Smoking through the pain
Stack gift 'til it's high as the roof
Hennessy in the booth
I get loose when I spit my truth (yeah)
Had a year in collie
Think that it's cap, go and ask my bruce
22 and don't know what to do
But I'm not gonna take advice from you
50 and a 20, live on the mainers
Tuck my year when the J's roll by
I'm tryna see how much bread I can make
Why'd you think that I been outside all night?
Shift to the next gear and take this ride
Tire screech in the mids of the night
I'm wearing my afro out like Jackson
Not like Mike, there's blood in my eyes
Said that he's on me? Lies, lies
Corn slaps in the blink of an eye
Already told man don't play with your life
I'm rolling around with a hunting knife
Bad breed, never really went school
But you're a fool if you think I'm a fool
Real friends, not many at all
Why'd you think that the size of the camp is small?
Smoking through the pain
Stack gift 'til it's high as the roof
Hennessy in the booth
I get loose when I spit my truth (yeah)
Had a year in collie
Think that it's cap, go and ask my bruce
22 and don't know what to do
But I'm not gonna take advice from you
Smoking through the pain
Stack gift 'til it's high as the roof
Hennessy in the booth
I get loose when I spit my truth (yeah)
Had a year in collie
Think that it's cap, go and ask my bruce
22 and don't know what to do
But I'm not gonna take advice from you
Outside on the mainers
I put miles on these SB trainers
Nowadays everyone wants favours
I guess that it comes with the turf when you're famous
I made the most out what life gave us
Made mistakes, who could blame us?
Smothered the world, who could tame us?
So we partaking crime that's heinous
Said that he's on me? Lies, lies
Corn slaps in the blink of an eye
Already told man don't play with your life
I'm rolling around with a hunting knife
Bad breed, never really went school
But you're a fool if you think I'm a fool
Real friends, not many at all
Why'd you think that the size of the camp is small?
Smoking through the pain
Smoking through the pain
Stack gift 'til it's high as the roof
Hennessy in the booth
I get loose when I spit my truth (yeah)
Had a year in collie
Think that it's cap, go and ask my bruce
22 and don't know what to do
But I'm not gonna take advice from you
(22 and don't know what to do)
(But I'm not gonna take advice from you)
Smoking through the pain
Stack gift 'til it's high as the roof
Hennessy in the booth
I get loose when I spit my truth (yeah)
Had a year in collie
Think that it's cap, go and ask my bruce
22 and don't know what to do
But I'm not gonna take advice from you