Cigarettes (Through Frames Pt. 2) lyrics

by

Cold Hart


[Intro: Unknown Sample]
My mom's car smells like cigarettes now
Sometimes [?]
I'm in California now
No time to worry

[Verse 1: General Booth]
[?] choking on life, like a spliff
Only love you can explain that nonsense
Sober 16 bars in a riff
Watch me jump through frames
Ripping apart my brain
Trying to remain the same
But I gotta change to induce that lane
That you walk that path lined by my name
Come to me

[Bridge: General Booth]
Devour the joy of bitter souls and
Should [?] misery that's
Why they call me the General Booth
Devour the joy of bitter souls and
Should [?] misery that's
Why they call me the General Booth

[Verse 2: Yung Bruh]
Riding 'round the town smoking hella weed (Smoking hella weed)
I'm just out here coolin', b*tch don't mess with me (Don't mess with me)
A lot of these hoes wanna have sex with me (Woah, woah)
If she got money that's okay with me (That's okay with me)
Lame ass n*ggas starting to hate on me (Why? Why?)
Worry 'bout that beef, bro get some pus*y (Bro)
I been in the game, you just some a rookie
Sit yo' ass on the bench and don't even speak
[Outro: Unknown Sample]
My mom's car smells like cigarettes now
Sometimes [?]
I'm in California now
No time to worry
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