[Intro: Smoke Yea It's a really fucking era we in Yea, uh
[Verse 1: Smoke a Bada$$, Kushed God colossal We through and we hostile 47 deep so everything's getting Showtime nigga word to word to goggles Everybody's fucked like a high brothel You can't a hustler so don't try to Word to Steezy the tactic is still Fuck humble nigga ride on rivals The hoes wanna hang my peacoat toggles Guess who's bizzack? Smokey and I'm here with the this you gon' need you a nap They throw shots we don't even Like I ain't got on payroll to take care of that Set it out where at Nigga way in tact The bag heavy scale off it back ahead of niggas, not even laps You can't compare them to us Shit, that's not rap
[Verse 2: Joey Yeah, uh, and let me switch the Gotta take a risk for your biggest wish to come I in those shoes, had fifth-dimensional views Where ain't shit to lose just proving Finally got my piece of the Me and momma moving no more out on weekends Got no time for snoozing know I'm out for Representing me, repping for all my people 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 that's on my side 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 supposed to, very soon you will be out of You should let me coach ya, the smoke We keep a lot of spirit while lifting the culture from these
3: Smoke DZA] It ain't for purchase gotta the game in doses The illest shit don't really get too promotion of the indigo protect the fortress Trump got the whole feeling hopeless I got my chest pokin' Too much headaches not enough will have a nigga self frozen Won't have my self stolen, dough rolling, head first in The flow golden, the wave, the boat We here, they Smoke blowing the OG in the Had a bunch of losers me I couldn't win See you taking off that's when the shit begins Watch you walking on water they say it's cause you swim to transcend, hands in, boss and [?] Ben Franklin's, all across the my name ring Airport, customs, walking through swing You could tell I'm doing my thing Ugh