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Second Hand Smoke
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Second Hand Smoke Lyrics

[Chorus]
I play my role, but once I rolled the dice I rolled it back
I know what I want, and I don't want your girl to bitch and nag
Want all the smoke
Only time a nigga deal with second hands, a brick of coke
Will turn a teenage boy into a man, I kid you not
I seen my life evolve around a rock
Fill up my Glock
And I be with the Wassa, 100 shots f*ck up the pot
See momma hide the Pyrex from the cops, get out the way
Just like we did that nigga and now he gone

[Verse 1]
Yeah I'm a star
But free my niggas, the ones that pitch the rock out in the car
The streets say they know exactly who you are
I gotta get it, 'cause if I don't go get they gon' gеt it
Real nigga to the bone thеre ain't no edit
We shoot shit like JJ Reddick
Don't play with me, uh
This FF5 serving up the Hercules, uh
She started f*cking on a demon she a diva
My nigga 23 and he need a breather
We made a million in the trap without a phone (Phone)
Shout out the plug 'cause he know we not the loan (Boom)
Should out my youngin, you see lol bro knocked them over
Ain't nobody tell me shit I'm rolling over

[Chorus]
I play my role, but once I rolled the dice I rolled it back
I know what I want, and I don't want your girl to bitch and nag
Want all the smoke
Only time a nigga deal with second hands, a brick of coke
Will turn a teenage boy into a man, I kid you not
I seen my life evolve around a rock
Fill up my Glock
And I be with the Wassa, 100 shots f*ck up the pot
See momma hide the Pyrex from the cops, get out the way
Just like we did that nigga and now he gone

[Verse 2]
Pass my blunt to the same nigga that probably hit up Slugga
This that dope
Remember nights I was stuck at the trap stuck at the store
Before I go, please remind my opps that they a bunch of ho's
Caught a L but he got hopes of going home
Kept it a hunnid, while half these nights out here kept it fake
Or probably a third
25 percent of niggas don't got a bird
Kept it smooth, and slid on niggas ain't talkin perm
Put them youngins in the trap make them chip and make them learn
I can't relate 'cause all my niggas kill shit yellow tape
We 'bout to pray, I know muslins that there pray beside the K
No MMA, but my dope it gon' lock and break a plate
I see niggas do anything for fame, uh

[Chorus]
I play my role, but once I rolled the dice I rolled it back
I know what I want, and I don't want your girl to bitch and nag
Want all the smoke
Only time a nigga deal with second hands, a brick of coke
Will turn a teenage boy into a man, I kid you not
I seen my life evolve around a rock
Fill up my Glock
And I be with the Wassa, 100 shots f*ck up the pot
See momma hide the Pyrex from the cops, get out the way
Just like we did that nigga and now he gone

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Songwriter(s): Itsnelll, Pressa
Record Label(s): 2021 Blue Feathers Records Inc This recording under exclusive license to Sony Music Entertainment Canada Inc
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