Keep Smoking lyrics

by

AK Bandamont


[Intro]
Yeah

[Chorus]
They let brodie out on bond, but he gon' keep totin'
Unky ass can barely count to ten, but he gon' keep votin'
The 'Woods been f*ckin' up my lungs, but I'ma keep smokin'
I'm in otell, this sh*t ain't hard to spell, just know this weed potent
I'm on the scene focused, I took L's and stood by it
Yeah, you right I went through Hell, but I don't look like it
At my other house, I was countin' fifty cash, I wrote a book 'bout it
Gotta roll myself, I can teach you how to last, it's called Cook Science
This one n*gga threw his life away and got killed, he had good guidance
The tables turned, we'll still be sh*tty you get good prizes
I'm off the drank, and I done popped too many pills, I need a good driver
I can't feel that lil' girly thing I love her 'cause I ain't good at lyin'

[Verse]
The opps known for gettin' shot, they only good at dyin'
Take the 'caine and sprinkle fetty on it and then mummify it
I knew I had to make it out when I heard mama cryin'
You better watch the ones you let in your circle, they'll compromise you
Always knew my voice was somethin' to be heard, so I monopolized it
I told her I'm finna pull up with the dog, and then she got excited
And everybody know she a fiend, so she don't gotta hide it
She say it's the best drug across the world, but she was kind of baised
But she was kind of baised, but I don't need judger
This sl*t b*tch tired of broke n*ggas, she say she need a hustler
You better go and get a job 'cause we don't need each other
Before I run up all this cheese, I went and see each other, hmm
She's so toxic with her knees, come and get a G of butter
Got chopsticks to make it rain for weeks, who wanna see it thunder?
Do not slip 'cause death do you part and you can be a number
I will not give my energy to the ones who carry weak structure
[Chorus]
Yeah, they let brodie out on bond, but he gon' keep totin'
Unky ass can barely count to ten, but he gon' keep votin'
The 'Woods been f*ckin' up my lungs, but I'ma keep smokin'
I'm in otell, this sh*t ain't hard to spell, just know this weed potent
I'm on the scene focused, I took L's and stood by it
Yeah, you right I went through Hell, but I don't look like it
At my other house, I was countin' fifty cash, I wrote a book 'bout it
Gotta roll myself, I can teach you how to last, it's called Cook Science
This one n*gga threw his life away and got killed, he had good guidance
The tables turned, we'll still be sh*tty you get good prizes
I'm off the drank, and I done popped too many pills, I need a good driver
I can't feel that lil' girly thing I love her 'cause I ain't good at lyin'
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