CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : CIGARETTES
Yuh, and my sh*t parked outside
Wanna hop in the ride?
I'm a young motherf**ker with no real job
Cigarette smoke, from the garage aye
And you stuck in a mirage
Still don't believe how I manage?
I don't break bread, ain't that hard to understand it
I'm just comin' through due to popular demand
And I say, yo my sh*t parked outside
Wait a minute, I'm still getting ready did somebody say I'm finished?
f**kin' independent menace with some tendencies you would never get it
Beat it till' your senseless
All this time flew by like all of my friendships
{?} I will end this
Still nothing from my bud that'll fix this, anxious
Talkin' to my granny bout the grammys but she hardly understand me
I'm popping in the cut like a blister
f**k her in the jaws, dumb b*t*h like shifter
Devilish claws, when you run don't catch her
Like a bomb gon' set ya
I think I left the lights, it ain't no thinking twice, I do this every night yeah
And my sh*t parked outside
Whip start creaking when I hop in the ride
I'm a young motherf**ker with no real job
Cigarette smoke, comin' from the garage
When I stay high, I can't come down, so don't pass me by motherf**ker, {?}
Lets go, summer jam
I don't even know, sold out a hookah lounge on my very first show
Sold not one song, but I got that grand prize
Been robbed a couple times, but it's really alright
Cause as long as I put in that work (work, work)
I believe that money will show
But you can't mix money and soul, yeah you can't see nobody knows that
I live and learn with no immediate return
See the route I took, it get all up in your nerve
I felt it like a million times when eyes closed
See not one familiar sign but I know
I know I know, I know
Keep up with the boss man tragic
Kick em' out the group they ain't on the same chapter now
And my sh*t parked outside
Whip start creaking when I hop in the ride
I'm a young motherf**ker with no real job
Cigarette smoke, from the garage aye
And you stuck in a mirage
Still don't believe how I manage?
I don't break bread, ain't that hard to understand it
I'm just comin' through due to popular demand
And I all I see is all I- (know)
Cigarette smoke cover my-
Devil come back and find my {?}
Choice in my hands-
Wanna hop in the ride?
I'm a young motherf**ker with no real job
Cigarette smoke, from the garage aye
And you stuck in a mirage
Still don't believe how I manage?
I don't break bread, ain't that hard to understand it
I'm just comin' through due to popular demand
And I say, yo my sh*t parked outside
Wait a minute, I'm still getting ready did somebody say I'm finished?
f**kin' independent menace with some tendencies you would never get it
Beat it till' your senseless
All this time flew by like all of my friendships
{?} I will end this
Still nothing from my bud that'll fix this, anxious
Talkin' to my granny bout the grammys but she hardly understand me
I'm popping in the cut like a blister
f**k her in the jaws, dumb b*t*h like shifter
Devilish claws, when you run don't catch her
Like a bomb gon' set ya
I think I left the lights, it ain't no thinking twice, I do this every night yeah
And my sh*t parked outside
Whip start creaking when I hop in the ride
I'm a young motherf**ker with no real job
Cigarette smoke, comin' from the garage
When I stay high, I can't come down, so don't pass me by motherf**ker, {?}
Lets go, summer jam
I don't even know, sold out a hookah lounge on my very first show
Sold not one song, but I got that grand prize
Been robbed a couple times, but it's really alright
Cause as long as I put in that work (work, work)
I believe that money will show
But you can't mix money and soul, yeah you can't see nobody knows that
I live and learn with no immediate return
See the route I took, it get all up in your nerve
I felt it like a million times when eyes closed
See not one familiar sign but I know
I know I know, I know
Keep up with the boss man tragic
Kick em' out the group they ain't on the same chapter now
And my sh*t parked outside
Whip start creaking when I hop in the ride
I'm a young motherf**ker with no real job
Cigarette smoke, from the garage aye
And you stuck in a mirage
Still don't believe how I manage?
I don't break bread, ain't that hard to understand it
I'm just comin' through due to popular demand
And I all I see is all I- (know)
Cigarette smoke cover my-
Devil come back and find my {?}
Choice in my hands-
