Flow - Smoke Lyrics

Walk up in this bitch like
I came up in this bitch like
Lookin' for the smoke like
I walk up in this bitch like
I came up in this bitch like
Walk up in this bitch like
I came up in this bitch like
I'm lookin' for the smoke like

Who the f*ck want it
Who the f*ck runnin' around talkin' about affiliation they be lying
Errbody wanna be a dope dealer
When it should be about painting pictures and making a difference
But I gotta write it so the stupidest motherf*cker could understand it
Right
But at the same time
Put out a helping hand I'm a man of my word when I write it down
I'm a king with a notebook full of subjects
I done came a long way
How dare a nigga say I'm wack
But in fact I'm ready to body errbody who want it
And I don't give a f*ck if you got fame behind you
Boy you gone be stuck
It's the return of the
Cleft palate short temper having
Muaf*cka
Ain't nobody coming with it quite like this
Til you write like this you'll never be the shit
Kick it open the door so I can

Walk up in this bitch like
I came up in this bitch like
Lookin' for the smoke like
I walk up in this bitch like
I came up in this bitch like
Walk up in this bitch like
I came up in this bitch like
I'm lookin' for the smoke like

Walk up in this bitch like
I came up in this bitch like
Lookin' for the smoke like
I walk up in this bitch like
I came up in this bitch like
Walk up in this bitch like
I came up in this bitch like
I'm lookin' for the smoke like

These nigga's ain't shit
Y'all hoes ain't either
F*ck the game up get a mil disappear
When you see me again
I'm a be the only nigga with a crown
I'm a king muaf*cka when I tell you what I seen muaf*cka
Bruh these nightmares are the dreams of another
Wonder why I'm always on the green
Cuz I wanna go ham
On everything
Now I got what I need now back to the program
No ma'am no sir
Never let it go when I know I'm the shit
But I did what I did
Having too many kids
Having everybody take me as a joke
Just to get the last laugh in the end
Give me the pen I'm fixing to spin
A web of truth I step in this booth it's over
My shoulders are similar to football players
With a whole bag of chips dumped out on 'em
Y'all know I had to style on 'em
Put a little bit of "wow" in ya verses
Check
You wasn't f*cking with the sequel
I was like bet
I'ma get a check
I'ma split that
I'ma sit back
I'ma spit that
Mix that
You gon get that
I'ma sip Cognac in a Cadillac like a old mac
If this shit don't work no more flow
But it got to
Cuz I turn heads when a muaf*cka

Walk up in this bitch like
I came up in this bitch like
Lookin' for the smoke like
I walk up in this bitch like
I came up in this bitch like
Walk up in this bitch like
I came up in this bitch like
I'm lookin' for the smoke like

Walk up in this bitch like
I came up in this bitch like
Lookin' for the smoke like
I walk up in this bitch like
I came up in this bitch like
Walk up in this bitch like
I came up in this bitch like
I'm lookin' for the smoke like
I'm lookin' for the smoke like
Man these niggas don't want no muaf*ckin smoke man
F*ck you talkin' bout
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