Текст песни Smokescreen - Daark

I wanna pose to them a helping hand, but I don't think they like me
They're scoping out another plan, but I don't think it's likely
You try to throw another jab, but I don't do the fighting
Daekwan will fold another man and keep them in their hiding
Blowing smoke, blowing my lid off like I can barely light it
LEDs up in these tv screens but I can barely sight them
Set the scene of how they're feeling me but never would confide
I set them off, but now they say I'm raw
Afraid to even bite me

Fangs are grinning on my Kumiho up in the studio
Got something to get us screwy though, just do it on the low
Been sinning but it's rooted up in actions of a ghost
Cause winning in the system usually costs your the love most
All this smog out when I'm walking like they let a demon out
Better hope that when I'm chopping snakes that they had screened you out
A lot of folks have been out talking I can hear their screaming mouths
I wanna choke them with some frosted air and send them fleeing South

I'm thuggin with my niggas
Like lacrosse the way we move them sticks
Keep your head on swivel
For that fetty most get Money Mitch
Turning up my savage to live lavish
Gotta take them risks
How I work that magic outlet on the court
With the assist
Got new drip from Fitz
Gang anonymous we Parliament
Thief in the dark with Daark
Hardy Bros we top rope with this shit
Big AMG on me
Ascending to the stars
Come take this Lyft
I can't even say I wish
I'm living out my dream
I placed as a jit

I wanna pose to them a helping hand, but I don't think they like me
They're scoping out another plan, but I don't think it's likely
You try to throw another jab, but I don't do the fighting
Daekwan will fold another man and keep them in their hiding
Blowing smoke, blowing my lid off like I can barely light it
LEDs up in these tv screens but I can barely sight them
Set the scene of how they're feeling me but never would confide
I set them off, but now they say I'm raw
Afraid to even bite me

Daekwan would want a groovy beat, I wanted spooky heat
I called up Stix because I knew that he would send it through to me
This is beautiful, we flew the coop with You-Know-Who
This loud has got me booming but it's true that's nothing new to you
My head is spinning hula hoops
Like Hulu movie loops
I'm tryna get it through to you
You should have quitted, get removed
It doesn't matter what you do
You got surrounded, need a clue
A couple figures out the blue
And we're familiar with your moves

Move on to better things
Can't be stuck in the past
Juggin for the green my nigga Eli been a quarterback
Stocking with the pass
It be through the post then off the glass
2018 Say got in my bag on tracks ain't looking back
Out here thuggin cutting up with my niggas, it came to the craft
Fuckin shit up either way, whip the mag can't never lack
Fritz up in the lab
Tryna get a Rick
Finna hit a lick
Price of living fast
This life be a bitch