Lyrics NO SMOKING - Aileen

Iss Wayne
No Relation

Oak, do you want smoke
For real nigga you gon' choke
You think this gang shit is a joke
Let's see when a bullet givin' you a stroke
Too close
Two hoes that nobody knows
They outta control
Out on parole
We gat the rock, let's roll
Call all of my foes, we fuckin' the show

Chaotic scene when we land it's a breakdown
Yeah the movement like a fuckin' whip with no breaks, huh
Gat the smoke comin' through the basement
Wayne turned the bass up
Yeah them sleepless nights kept the dream alive
It's a war, bullet keeps your folks aside
See why you frownin' cause you facin' a bean
Done walked into hell and beyond what you've seen

The mugshots gat me strikin' a pose
They should get me a yacht, I gat too many flows
Fuck around and get shot, put a hole in your toe
Find me at the spot if you tranna go
We gon' make it hot, Bullet Overdose
Show me what you gat
Bring all of your hoes
Bring all of your bros
Lil nigga let's see how it goes

Brought up in here like a lie
The way that you livin' can't link with your social life
Ain't no fuckin' around
The gang on the field
We sprayin' so heavily fortified
Distributin' only by a kilo
Up in my pocket, the home of the negros
Shit, I'm seen as a walkin' casino
Touchdown in your city and down goes the window

I'm not political, just individual
Tranna do the minimal
I'm just tranna get a visual
Get a brick, money can't be digital
And I'm an original
All this gas I gat is for medicinal
All this cash I'm feelin' like a criminal
But it's not that simple
I'm lit as if I was a candle
That could travel, to a castle
Then I burn it up and make a scandal
I'm a shooter, and I'm breakin' ankles
Cameras on every angle
All my haters switchin' on the channel
From zero to a kilo
Just tell me if you need a sample

I'm the spark you gon' need in the dark
Your bitch hang with us, how you still actin' tough
Got her finessin' the sloppy toppy with the mouth You gon' kiss, and she can't get enough
I lie on nobody's hands
I make an appearance where nobody stands
I ain't gat no time to express how I feel
I'm appealin' on demons I gat to conceal
Confrontation of pain
Brought by the olden days and it's hurtin' me still
This shit is unreal
Just so you know that you don't fuck with me
Gat a waist that's been carryin' a permanent stick
I'm just tryna put some food on the table
I know it ain't easy
Ever since I started grindin' I slowly got used to it
Bitch now I'm into it deeply