Smoke ft. Jered Sanders Lyrics

Look

They don't want the smoke they don't want the smoke

Yeah, when I bring the smoke all they do it choke

Yeah, I bring that fire my heart is so cold

I leave 'em on froze

Father, Son, Holy Ghost

When I pull up you can bet that they know

I been on a high I'm tripping

'Cause I know that my God living

Thinking that we light nah

Pipe bomb stinging like a python bit him

Get the picture like a Nikon flickin'

Never pivoting rigid cuz I'm authentic

Conflict, spiritual thick of it I'm all in it

You can try on my kicks but you might not fit it

Im not the type you want to play with

I'm not the one this ain't the matrix

I stay in the light like its the day shift

Hands up to the sky like I'm the greatest

Praises, filling up the air like a fragrance

Covered by the lamb thats stainless

When a demon try to test my patience

What I do to them is foul flagrant

I been actin different lately

(Feeling myself yeah)

I been acting different lately

(Feeling myself)

I snap they disengaging

(Put them on a shelf)

They ain't ready for me

(Oh)

You be huntin' on the low

(You ain't low you ain't low)

I bet you don't know that I know

(Bet you don't know)

But I got you all up in my notes

See you gunning for my soul

They don't want the smoke yeah

They don't really want it with me

They don't want the smoke yeah

They don't really want it with me

They don't want the smoke

They don't want the smoke

They don't want the smoke yeah

They don't want the smoke

I been in the kitchen, like Salt Bae

I'mma sing His praise, like Wanye

I'mma get a beat, I'mma pen a speech

I'mma hit a peak, like Dante

It's the bread of life for the entree

And it's vamanos with the Padre

It's a boomerang, like Strangé

And He comin' back for the enclave

It's a virus in the sky and the eyes

Hypnotized by the environment

Stick 'em inside then pick a time

When it's pride, sirens, and tyrants,

dyin' and violence, cryin' in silence

Chef it up in the crib wit' the eye lit

Pressure bustin' 'em, look at what time did

Now they stuck wit no chicken to fry with

Listen up man

Ayebody tryin' to pop pop, cuh sit in a hotbox

Chillin' out after the knock knock

Is sorta like takin' off after the stop watch

Stop tickin' or layin' up after the shot clock

Homie, you better bock bock, 'cause if it's not written

Homie, you prolly hopscotch up in a hot prison

I'm not kiddin', it's not fiction, the plot thinkin'

And the skin sauteeing is not chicken, uh

I got amoxicillin and gotta doctor visit

Was outta my position and not an option wit it

I got a plot to thicken and got it poppin' wit' Him

Was outta pocket, then I spotted an object in Him

And I'mma a monster within', a lotta bondage, wit' Him

A lotta carnage, sittin' up in a coffin Hit Him

I got a call to get it, and now I'm walkin' with em

The old carcass, pitching it in the garbage

They don't want the smoke yeah

They don't really want it with me

They don't want the smoke yeah

They don't really want it with me

They don't want the smoke

They don't want the smoke

They don't want the smoke yeah

They don't want the smoke

If I bring the smoke

It's coming with fire

Think I'm a joke

The devils a liar

He don't want the smoke

He don't want the smoke

Burning it down

Blazing it up

You see me around

I know that you don't want the smoke

You don't want the smoke

They don't want the smoke yeah

They don't really want it with me

They don't want the smoke yeah

They don't really want it with me

They don't want the smoke

They don't want the smoke

They don't want the smoke yeah

They don't want the smoke