R.I.P SMOKE
[Intro]
Hey
Powers Pleasant
Lord, lord

[Chorus]
Look at my glow, it ain't regular
Rest in peace Smoke, Mike Amiri the jean way before y'all lil' niggas was wearin' em (Facts)
Brooklyn my home so I carry it
King on the throne, where the fuck is my chariot? (Huh?)
I took my shit as imperative
You an elite but that's never the narrative (Nah)
Shooter be strapped like a terrorist
Cop me some shrooms when I need some clarity (Lord)

[Verse 1]
Nothing was given, no charity
Grinding, my diamonds look like an aquarium
I got the knowledgе inside like a pyramid
If it ain't mine, lеt them fly like a parrot is
Puffin' asparagus
Shit be so loud, out of character
Shorty a baddie, a nigga might marry her (uh)
Long as you bringin' that bag in
Most of these niggas be capping, my issue
My thirds never lacking, the odds are against you
Can't walk in my shoes, you don't know what I been through
Almost got one in the temple
But I'm still alive so I know it's official
Niggas be plottin', they will try to end you
The grind never stop and the saga continues
Ain't got no time if it ain't 'bout the menu
[Chorus]
Look at my glow, it ain't regular
Rest in peace Smoke, Mike Amiri the jean way before y'all lil' niggas was wearin' em (Facts)
Brooklyn my home so I carry it
King on the throne, where the fuck is my chariot? (Huh?)
I took my shit as imperative
You an elite but that's never the narrative (Nah)
Shooter be strapped like a terrorist
Cop me some shrooms when I need some clarity (Lord)

[Verse 2]
You niggas catchin' on slow and they can't be a pro
I should join the Olympics
Drip from my head to the toe, got the glare and the glow
Feelin' love for my entrance
Test me and you pay the toll fee, your body the cross
You can skip the forensics (Lord)
Come up, bitch, a controller, don't need a remote
When I start it, I finish (uh)
Nigga, take notes, this the blueprint (uh)
Ain't 'bout the mill, keep it two cents (uh)
Bigger than rap, got a movement (uh)
She wanna link like a Cuban (uh)
I got her wet like a cruise ship (uh)
I get so high for the times I was low
But I never forget why I do this (uh, yeah)
Better make way for the Coast (mhm), might get smoked (uh)
Peep a nigga hatin' on the low (uh, uh), turn him to a ghost (uh)
Always gon' stick to the code (mhm), and stay ten toes
All of my niggas, they ride with the toast when it comes to the skrilla, we gettin' the most
[Chorus]
Look at my glow, it ain't regular
Rest in peace Smoke, Mike Amiri the jean way before y'all lil' niggas was wearin' em (Facts)
Brooklyn my home so I carry it
King on the throne, where the fuck is my chariot? (Huh?)
I took my shit as imperative
You an elite but that's never the narrative (Nah)
Shooter be strapped like a terrorist
Cop me some shrooms when I need some clarity (Lord)