Lil Trevo - Free Smoke Lyrics

Hook:

I Knew the streets wasn't playing fair my brother got hit up with shells , I robbed a couple niggaz back then they already know what it is , they sent my right hand down the road they gave em 15 years , every time that I look in his momma face I can that the pain is there , and I swear bout any one of my niggaz we gone take it there , I can feel when the tension in the room I can feel when the smoke is in the air , u will know when the smoke
Is clear , pop the drum till nobody there , ion need no shooter with me hell yea nigga I'm gone shoot myself , I'd Dino don't trust ya I'm gone pop ya I don't need no help , all that dick riding that you doing nigga boy u might as well sign with them , I been getting cash it been coming fat but a nigga ain't gone brag , why I stay in my Mirror every time Im in traffic because a nigga can't go bad , every nigga I'm with bout drama , we don't give a damn hit up the sprinter van , and u know we straight to the dealer he'll yea we gone cross out the middle man pop a perc and a addy then pop a Zan bust a jug wit big guap we ran up them bands cane straight out the cell and I had a plane took the toll of a boss be the better man ,

Verse 1
Strapped up at the show got the blicky wit me , give a damn if it's up boy you know I'm wit it , hit that boy in the head make em all feel it , Studio vibed Out And they all wit it , and they giving up the ass for a small ticket when I beat up that hoe man I'm all in it every time I'm traffic a broad wit me Timbo down the road fucking guard bitches one thing about Trevo nigga I'm gone stay up nigga and you know I'm fr these niggaz say a nigga change when a nigga get him some go and sign him a deal got some niggaz down the road won't tell Racky riding can't get no bail can't play when you riding with the Steele in these streets boy it is what it is

Verse 2
Tried to slime ya brother boy ya know ya dipped , this glock hold a 30 make the room clear we ain't running from smoke
Standing right here nigga poppin that glock
Outta all fear tried to up on my brother that's a big year having pressure then up off ya damn hip and we loaded so every whip getting flipped signed a deal now my dawgs is outta here and I'm still in the hood I want every vibe we paying tuition we paying ties and I walk out the house with a 45 and my pockets loaded with them green used to kick in the door wit some Levi's I was servin my teacher a 3.5 been popping this shit since knee high dome call no check that's a dead guy