Jaye Newton - Got Smoke? (feat. The Letter M) Lyrics

(It's nasty Nak in this thang and I'm just tired of all y'all lying about shit
That ain't got shit to do with y'all , y'all be Minding everybody else business
Y'all be worried the wrong thing like what you press for?
Are you mad? Is you Broke? You don't get know love man like wassup
If y'all wanna hit we can hit about it that's fine you know where I Stay
At y'all just got to get you some money, stay out everybody business like
Stay in your lane stay in your part, i Just don't understand what's wrong with y'all

There's a lot of people that i dont like
And if it's an issue then it's on sight
W/ my day 1s morning to the night
Ride 4 my n***as i don't take em light
A lot of n***as flexing yeah they acting hard
You ain't bout that life We'll pull your card
Folks out here snitching yeah i know the deal
Never been flawed homie too real
No lie
Rep the Eastside til the day i die
Pinky lifted high with the duece up in the sky
You don't wanna try
Smoke is what we reply
Dumping hella Os like the letter after E I
We fly under the radar
Big homies making play the tools in they car
Drippin in red One in head
If you down say yo down or get or get out if you scared

I use to think that you were down something changed?
I use to trust you til you lied to my face
These n***as acting hard but that they ain't bout it
These n***as acting hard street cred clotted
We gon' press all you n*ggas, start snatching chains
Pull up on all these n***as, see their gender change
We gon' press all you n***as, start snatching chains
Pull up on all these n***as, see their gender change

Fresh out my momma house in a brand new world like I'm Dwayne Wayne
With the gang gang tryna maintain
Feel like half living in the left lane, Young HOV
Lil Jigga big pimpin duckin H O Es
They hate on me, It ain't Lowkey
Whippin with a quarter tank, imma be on E
By the end of the night
Cause I'm riding through the city
Feeling sadity with a pretty bitty
Last I checked I was the man like Jeezy
Oooowe I swear Pimpin ain't easy
Oooooowe ya girl on my line
9 or dime i might be incline
To unwind and wine and dine
Selfish that big behind mine In no time
That's how it be
When you dealing with a P.I.M.P
Named Jigga aka J A Y E
Eastside resident, Ellenwood president
Godly brother I think I'm so heaven sent
Flexing whenever I pull up like gym
Your ex blow me up she love calls like kem
Living fast boy I feel like a sim Young sensation
Known to snap I feel like a temptation
No hesitation
Let The beat breathe there's no respiration

I use to think that you were down something changed?
I use to trust you til you lied to my face
These n***as acting hard but that they ain't bout it
These n***as acting hard street cred clotted
We gon' press all you n*ggas, start snatching chains
Pull up on all these n***as, see their gender change
We gon' press all you n***as, start snatching chains
Pull up on all these n***as, see their gender change