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letra de smoke - dear silas

skrrrrrrrr, sauce father
hah hah… fahp fahp… doot doot
yea, b-tch i want the smoke b-tch i want the smoke
b-tch i want the smoke
b-tch i want the smoke
h-ll yea i want the smoke
b-tch i want the smoke fahp fahp
want the smoke gimme all the smoke
b-tch gimme all the smoke

bih my name dear silas
here’s my number dial it
please do not forget to put the goat in front it’s silent
ima sample at the deli
you want beef then you can try it
yea i know i smile a lot
sh-t but i can get violent
i been putting work
you know i get this b-tch jumping
please don’t push my b-ttons
i might pump it up joe budden
yea i made this beat at fly house
i know it’s a thumping
when i get my money right
b-tch you can’t tell me nothing
had to take a n-gga out cuz he my enemy
you talkin down on top my name
you ain’t no friend to me
make you sleep eternally
then i pull up at yo funeral
sit with yo family i told you not to play wit me
b-tch i want the smoke
b-tch i want the smoke
h-ll yea i want the smoke
b-tch i want the smoke fahp fahp
want the smoke gimme all the smoke
b-tch gimme all the smoke

b-tch i’m from the nawf side time of town where it goes down
b-tch i’m from the nawf side time of town where it goes down
b-tch i’m from the nawf side time of town where it goes down
b-tch i’m from the nawf side time of town where it goes down
b-tch i’m from the nawf side time of town where it goes down
b-tch i’m from the nawf side time of town where it goes down
b-tch i’m from the nawf side time of town where it goes down
b-tch i’m from the nawf side time of town where it goes down

i say b-tch i’m from the side of town
we call it norf-norf
where if you stay out too late
yo momma might say oh lort
cuz yo life got cut short shoulda had a escort
they will get ya for a rack and a then a pack of newports
sh-t is crazy she loss her baby
done seen it so many times
it don’t even phase me
matter fact it happen daily the lord he saved me
cuz they coulda caught me slipping in that mercedes
i know that the streets didn’t raise me
and for that i’m forever grateful cuz it pains me
i got so many n-ggas outchea who didn’t make it
they life was taken know they granny heart is breakin
they had to face it dem snakes embraced it
i pull back and i write
i reflect on life and then how i coulda lost sight
i was so close to the knife
coulda went wrong but went right
death was kickin doors in
came like a thief in the night
but my n-gga changed my life when he had befriended me
you might call him darrell but that n-gga “d” to me
then my patna held me down name was roderick beasley
ain’t no way they’ll ever know how much that lil sh-t meant to me

- dear silas

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