Smoke In My Eyes ft. Risha Mills

Mama stay mad about the gas, got a new dynamic, gotta leave it in the past

Cabbage was finna be a bitter habit, sister still chipping off the cabin

Passion ain't making up for the rations

She fear imma end up deep in a casket, would shock us both if it happened

Girl OD'd on PCP, I'm stoney beneath the sheets

I'm boney cuz I need to eat, I'm lonely, homies ain't within the vicinity

I proceed to chief the keef and drill down until I weep

Alicia Keys playing deep in the scenery, my life just feels chromatic

I scale up what I inhale and I pass my past like my gallery, these niggas ain't making a salary, got a check, they stomping like Happy Feet

Pack a verse in a beat that's cursed like organized Christianity