paroles de chanson Cigarettes (feat. Rxmbrvndt) - Ireq Savage

Cigarettes on cigarettes, trynna get this out my chest, got a bitch I put to rest
Sick of all this wicked stress

My homies tryna see me blessed. im a mess im a wreck, sorry that it's complicated
On this beat im playin, waitin for a paycheck
This nicky that im smokin on, relationship is goin strong, take it to the dome
Often pain dont last me long, long as i keep tokin, smokin, on this shit im rollin
Lately never focused, thinkin bout the voices, that just haunt me, all the choices
Oh so daunting, what if she dont really want me
I got nicky, i got sticky,hit a flip, ssx tricky
Feelin ok as long as she wit me, inhaling, deep within my lungs
Makin me feel numb, ash the problems now im done, now im numb

Cigarettes on cigarettes, trynna get this out my chest, got a bitch I put to rest
Sick of all this wicked stress
Cigarettes on cigarettes, trynna get this out my chest, got a bitch I put to rest
Sick of all this wicked stress, cigarettes

Cigarettes on cigarettes, trynna get this out my chest, got a bitch I put to rest
Sick of all this wicked stress

Coughing mucus out my chest
Tired been avoiding rest
I admit I lied when I said she was the best
I confess, now but when I think back to the sesh before sex
Shawty was a mess
Mixin brown and white
Pealin like the time is ripe
Late at night, out in public startin fights
My homies say she bad
But her attitude bite
I ain't picky, rather have some dimes with me
Down to do some lines, quickies
Light a cig, hit it one mo time
Addicted to the grind
When she pop it that moment stuck in my mind, she got me in a bind
Boys make a play for it when we argue all the time
I'm cuffing on something else, left her for some camels on the shelf

Cigarettes on cigarettes, trynna get this out my chest, got a bitch I put to rest
Sick of all this wicked stress
Cigarettes on cigarettes, trynna get this out my chest, got a bitch I put to rest
Sick of all this wicked stress, cigarettes