[Intro: Smoke Yea a really fucking cool era we in Yea, uh
[Verse 1: Smoke It's a Bada$$, God colossal We coming through and we 47 deep so everything's getting Showtime nigga word to word to goggles Everybody's fucked like a high brothel You can't out-hustle a hustler so try to Word to Steezy the tactic is survival Fuck humble nigga ride on your The hoes wanna hang my peacoat toggles Guess who's bizzack? Smokey and I'm here the pack After you gon' need you a nap They throw shots we even react Like I ain't got on payroll to take care of that Set it out where at flow way in tact The bag heavy scale off it back Lightyears ahead of niggas, not even You can't them boys to us Shit, not even rap
[Verse 2: Bada$$] Yeah, uh, and let me switch the Gotta take a risk for your biggest to come true I been in those shoes, had fifth-dimensional Where ain't shit to just more proving got my piece of the pecan Me and momma no more staying out on weekends Got no time for snoozing know I'm out for me, repping for all my people dreaded in my family I see a canopy of bars overhead Thinking to self can't be no one this hard, they all dead Go and spar with the ghosts that's on my I'm a star momma up in the sky Son bright, don't I? Only getting brighter I been every summer, winter, hour, minute Like I am to, very soon you will be out of minutes You let me coach ya, work the smoke We keep a lot of spirit while lifting the culture from these
3: Smoke DZA] It ain't for gotta take the game in doses The illest shit don't get too much promotion Children of the protect the fortress Trump got the whole world hopeless I got my chest pokin' Too headaches not enough Motrin will have a nigga self frozen Won't have my self stolen, rolling, head first dove in The flow golden, the wave, the boat We here, they blowing the OG in the wind Had a bunch of tell me I couldn't win See you taking off that's when the hating shit Watch you walking on water they say it's you can't swim Time to transcend, in, boss and [?] Ben Franklin's, all across the globe my name Airport, customs, walking chain swing You could I'm doing my damn thing Ugh