Lyrics Biiig Smoke - LB Tha Genius

When I die
Please don't let any take ones in my
Funeral
I'm liable to come back alive
Kill them hoes I
Fall back to the other side of the scope
I'm grinding for m e and mine

I have a problem I suppose
I have problem so I'm told
They give me pills to slow my roll
Those things are better off disposed
Kinda like bodies of the opposition when I catch them slippin on the stroll
Reach for the scythe its good as gold
The afterlife i send the soul.

But I'm not demonic really I'm just doing my job
So tell me why you be acting up
Just let me work
Chill man Chill man
Damn I feel like loaded lux
You talking all of that yang like it isn't a thang
Until then thangs get loaded up
You pack a big mouth like it's big mouth
Hey how's about I sow it shut

See I'm just tryna make a way for my people to shine
That's why it's kray to see
So many hate to see
Me getting mine
I am you and you are is the message we speak every time
Still I find myself repeating shit cause you dont want to keep it in mind

It ain't all about the money green still I find myself straight to the cake
Drinking Alize without a chase
Like punches it's straight to the face
I ain't never had love for the devil even though me and Satan relate
Cause we're both always catching the blame for everyone else's mistakes

Rolling in the steama with the reaper sipping on side pockets
Bumping Irie Black that Mona Lisa
Damn the bass is knocking

Scoaping out our victims man I'm clicking
Letlet em know we coming
Took his spot and fit and now we dipping had no chance of running

I ain't got no time for all that tricking rather save my money
See me down and out thats what they wishing they won't take it from me
Got yo babys mother in my kitchen she respects my stunting
Why she got her hand out is she kidding
She's expecting something

I used to wish I was normal but normal is boring
Bout to cop me a passport and then I'll go do some exploring

Would you look at the fit
Death the kid is so fly that he's souring
Never settle for a 9 to 5 cause I'd rather be touring

I'd rather be in the back of the venue just sipping a 40
Isolated from your moping and complaining
Cause its so got damn nnoying
Y'all niggas hated me from the begining
I'm already knowing
Still when you see me you open your mouth to say hey how's it going