Second Hand Smoke lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, I play my role
Uh, I play my role
But once I rolled the dice, I rolled it back
(Itsnell on the beat, n*gga) Yeah, uh

[Chorus]
I play my role
But once I rolled the dice, I rolled it back, I knew I won
And I don't want your girl, that b*tch a nat, want all the smoke
Only time a n*gga deal with secondhand's 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, hundred shots, f*ck up the pot
Seen mama hide the Pyrex from the cops, get out the way
Just like we did that n*gga, and now he gone

[Verse 1]
Yеah I'm a star
But free my n*ggas, the ones that pitched thе rock out in the car
The streets, they know exactly who you are, I gotta get it
'Cause if I don't go get it, they gon' get it
Real n*gga to the bone, there ain't no edit
We shoot sh*t like JJ Reddi*k
Don’t play with me, uh (No)
This FM5, servin' up the Hercules, uh
She started f*ckin' on a demon, she a diva (A diva)
My n*gga twenty-three and won, 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)
Shout out my youngin, you see lil' bro knocked them over
Ain't nobody tell me sh*t, I'm rolling over
[Chorus]
I play my role
But once I rolled the dice, I rolled it back, I knew I won
And I don't want your girl, that b*tch a nat, want all the smoke
Only time a n*gga deal with secondhand's 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, hundred shots, f*ck up the pot
Seen mama hide the Pyrex from the cops, get out the way
Just like we did that n*gga, and now he gone

[Verse 2]
Pass my blunt
To the same n*gga that probably hit up Sluggah, this that dope
'Member nights I was stuck at the trap, stuck at the store, before I go
Please remind my opps that they a bunch of hoes
Caught a L, but he got hopes of going home (Gang)
Kept it a hunnid (Hunnid)
While half these nights out here kept it fake, or probably a third
Twenty-five percent of n*ggas don't got a bird
Kept it smooth, and slid on n*ggas, I ain't talkin' perm (Perm)
Put them youngins in the trap make them chip it, make them learn
I can't relate (No)
'Cause all my n*ggas kill sh*t, yellow tape, we 'bout to pray
I know Muslims locked, they pray inside the cage, no MMA
But my dope, it gon' lock and break a plate (Yeah)
I see n*ggas do anything for fame, uh
[Chorus]
I play my role
But once I rolled the dice, I rolled it back, I knew I won
And I don't want your girl, that b*tch a nat, want all the smoke
Only time a n*gga deal with secondhand's 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, hundred shots, f*ck up the pot
Seen mama hide the Pyrex from the cops, get out the way
Just like we did that n*gga, and now he gone

[Outro]
Just like we did him, now he gone, want all the smoke
Uh, want all the smoke
Only time a n*gga deal with secondhand