Cigarettes Video (MV)

She don't want love in the morning
I'm always up I be yawning
Fiveam high I be soaring
Had to put a tick on my clothing
Look at my wrist that a rolly
Been in the trap it be lonely
Wide awake homie I be phoning
If she don't answer she a phony
Stress on my mind cigarette to the face
Start to the finish I'm winning every race
Foot on the gas like I ain't got brakes
Fear of god give the homies all a taste
Never sell my soul hope my will never breaks
Outrun 12 all the cops gone be fake
I want her but you know I never chase
I got bag know my neck got a chain
She don't want love morning
I'm always up I be yawning
Fiveam high I be soaring
Had to put a tick on my clothing
Look at my wrist that a rolly
Been in the trap it be lonely
Wide awake homie I be phoning
If she don't answer she a phony
I do everything for dollar
Concrete in my heart I'm going harder
Like this hell its been getting hotter
On the streets yeah homie you gotta holler
Connected to the plug I'm a phone charger
Smoke up know I burn all the flower
Money team you know I got money power
Don't mess with my team turn you to a bouncer
She don't want love in the morning
I'm always up I be yawning
Fiveam high I be soaring
Had to put a tick on my clothing
Look at my wrist that a rolly
Been in the trap it be lonely
Wide awake homie I be phoning
If she don't answer she a phony