Lyrics: Stephen Alasomuka/Oluwagbenga Owolaye/Charles Okeyemi
Music: Stephen Alasomuka/Oluwagbenga Owolaye/Charles Okeyemi
Truth that's not been told is this is never what I planned to be
This was not supposed to happen, you could call it "plan B"
Homies in the hood were posing real threats to my sanity
Making me a monster, giving birth to my profanity
I've been talking for a while but no one's understanding me
So I'm switching languages for better understanding
I'll speak with the Glock when on your block, so y'all can finally
Understand the things I say and quit misunderstanding me
None o' y'all can handle me
You could take your chances
We got fighters in the building and they're taking stances
You show me a pistol but I work with a variety
All o' y'all're mortal tryna double-cross a diety
Heard a homie say the other day he ain't afraid of me
Opps be on my back when they take crack because they hated me
Luckily I've got this in the bag although they hated me
That alone would've been fine, they shouldn't have underrated me
Now they'll see it happening, and I'm not capping 'ere
You should tell already that there's no one who'd be happy here
All the hopeless addicts could decide to smoke their crack in 'ere
One step closer to their graves and nothing'd make them happier
This is their reality, in all actuality
Yes, this isn't fiction, this is truth, this ain't a fantasy
Corpses, carcasses, cops and casualties
It's gon' be one hell of a massacre with them oddities
Homies tryna trap or pull a robbery
Homies got some traps set up for me
Eyes're keenest, there's no way I'll fall for it
Good, I'll give 'em that although they're far from it
Spending money like I won a lottery
Know I've the guap that they want from me
Life's a game of chess, they're just pawns for me
Y'all have been checkmated, try to come for me
So who want smoke? (Who want smoke?)
Who want smoke with all of us?
Who want smoke? (Who want smoke?)
Who want smoke with all of us?
Just don't bother 'cause it wouldn't matter if you call the cops
Even if you come with body armor, we'll return a corpse
Who want smoke? (Who want smoke?)
Who want smoke with all of us?
Who want smoke? (Who want smoke?)
Who want smoke with all of us?
We won't even have to lift our fingers if you wanna bet
If you think this is the worst you'll get, you ain't seen nothing yet
Who want smoke?
money drugs and power we benevolent
and we get the job done by any means (necessary)
we ain't care if we making enemies
straight businessing
cuz when I speak people move like I hypnotize
where my boy big Tony? got to strategize
you dunno who I am boy you gotta recognize
either you in or I get my boys to stab your eyes
and then your family dies
you can call on the police but then we'd waste your life
you see my squad too unique like it's family ties
I got the booman with me this is Kendrick lines
you better recognize (uh)
this is life and we ain't giving you no second tries
ain't nobody messing with us unless they half as blind
couple rumors spreading about that we just capping lies
you wanna know? well then you finna go get an extra life (wooo)
Yakuza no cheesy candle lights
we get the dough we make some more and then grin in delight
they making a case we making a fight
when it's getting tough we taking a flight!
we cover our tracks from seeing the light
if I catch you slacking you taking a smite
it's a gang shit
spitting bullets out, like the sound of a banjo
when we go for hits say less none average
Murder any beat real precise like a Rambo
niggas think we cold while we cool off a beverage..
look to my eyes when you lie to me softly
yelling while we **** mehn I call that a melody
vibing with sis ends up with a symphony
hear them say they're there for me.
salt sent this beat to me
then I made a new silhouette
nigga lost in the skrrrt
mind twisted like a Merc
loaded in with a perc
with him thinking he was gonna find something better right under a skirt..
I'm a home boy, never caught with gang
started rapping with no guns
even though my song did bang
come correct me if I'm wrong
nigga never did a thing.
he such a joker
cos he cracked me up a lil' bit
when he started talking like a cracker
cos he really sick
saying I could have been better if I took a little weed..
now he jamming to my raps like a kid right in the crib..
look at him begging for my verse..
like an addict who left earth..
yeah
So who want smoke? (Who want smoke?)
Who want smoke with all of us?
Who want smoke? (Who want smoke?)
Who want smoke with all of us?
Just don't bother 'cause it wouldn't matter if you call the cops
Even if you come with body armor, we'll return a corpse
Who want smoke? (Who want smoke?)
Who want smoke with all of us?
Who want smoke? (Who want smoke?)
Who want smoke with all of us?
We won't even have to lift our fingers if you wanna bet
If you think this is the worst you'll get, you ain't seen nothing yet
Who want smoke?