you don't want no smoke you know that you broke you know that you a joke i don't know why you tried to provoke you know that I'm og loc you heard every word i spoke you not my Kin folk it's burning up we in this bitch we turning up tell you girl i said what's up i don't give a fuck you don't wanna press your luck i need every buck that's right every dollar don't know if I'm coming today or maybe tomorrow come here lil homie let me Hollar at you give some game never be afraid and you'll never be a lame always stay in your lane keep on playing the hand you were given man the struggle is real i know how it feel to have to rob and steal for every meal I'm here to tell you there is a better way take it from me pancho sway z i said there's a better way you better not delay cuz i can see the fire and I'm to put it out so stop running your mouth ain't no doubt about that i got all the clout you a little bitch boy you be short and stout i can't even describe how it feel to make it happen without any type of bullshit cuz all i do isù oil light cool shit I'm about to rule shit but first let me preach upon this pulpit