Smoke In My Lungs

(ADV, play that shit)

So much smoke in my lungs
I been fuckin' up my body, I know it
I get high when I'm bored
I been sittin' back thinkin' why I ain't tourin'
I can't wait 'til I can buy me a foreign
Got my gun on me everywhere I go, I know what I'm doin'
I had put her through so much, I told my mama, "I'm sorry"
Let me talk 'bout my story
We might go break in the club 'cause we had nothin' else goin'
Better clutch on your gun

Every time we seen thots, we up the fire and they run
You better go get a Glock, it's time to put down that toy
Switch a weapon of destruction, we so heavily armed

You ever come send a shot, you better know what you doin'
Better keep on blowin'
You wanna get rid of me, you better buy you a bomb
I had to stick and perform, I'm so savage and dumb
You can go and ask Gee Money, they had shot at my mom
G5 wasn't ready, but how this start blowin'?

You know, some niggas just ain't like that
Huh, but you know, some niggas just act like they like that

Huh, two Glocks on me, I'm ready, I can't go out like Melly
My cousin hit a header, bae, I like your edges
Hate when you be messy, love to see you naked
Leave a ho in seconds
I hate all my exes, I been poppin' X pills
I don't wanna overdose, but it be drainin' a lil'
Used to say it's all love, but nothin' changin' for real
You can't do nothin' for me, word to my gang, that's for real

Mmm, life keep goin', life keep goin'
Mmm, life keep movin', life keep movin'

Nothing don't matter 'cause every day, somebody dyin'
I started rappin', I signed a deal, I wasn't tryin'
She let me fuck because of fame, I wasn't tryin'
You gon' do a hit, don't get it killed, you wasn't tryin'

I wasn't tryin', I wasn't tryin'
I just wasn't tryin', I wasn't tryin', I wasn't tryin'

You told me datin' me was too hard, you wasn't tryin'
Always wanna put the blame on me, end up cryin'
You tellin' me you never cheated, why you always lyin'?
You know I'm gettin' niggas stepped on
Oh, you wan' try me?
Oh, you wan' push my buttons, get in
My head, make me throw away my life?
Oh, you wanna tie me down, make sure I
Know I'm the brick who's rubbin' lye?
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, but that's okay

I pick up my blick, throw on my dope boy fit and go outside
One opp made me so mad, I said, "Fuck it," and hit nine
One G shit, we love to slide
Two got hit, but it's unfortunately that one of our died

Boy, you got me so fucked up, you think I ain't gon' slide for bro?
We done circled through that shit a couple times tryna score
Nigga told the police everything, yeah, that was for bro
Walked up on your porch with Gen5, then knocked on your door

Yeah, we tryna get real close up on you, you know that
You lucky nobody answered that bitch, nah, for real