Mirrors & Smoke

[Verse 1] On the real, you fuckers know the deal Ain’t shit changed but the day though The work that I weigh up and the cudi that’s on the way though Make paper but I need way more, land and all the luxuries Got what I got because I put in work it wasn’t luckily Now you motherfuckers can’t measure up to me, one degree I’m at the top comfortably, smokin’, thumbin’ through currency Believed in myself, mommy didn’t see what her song could be Drug arrests, case after case, she thought it was done for me I rose up outta the ashes now, sun light bright like muzzle flashes Keep the iron like a blacksmith College dropout who went the route to make the crack flip My friends died and got locked, my exit was this rap shit Figured to my self that’d be a better lane, no big check came For the profit, I wrap narcotic in cellophane Yeah you got some work, mine different so it don’t sell the same The game switch when your popularity excel the fame [Chorus] Take ya time, don’t be in a rush to bust ya load Say you love this life but you too deep in lust with bucks and hoes On this road it’s plenty of mirrors and smoke Takers and givers, Judas and Job Only trust your soul Take ya time, don’t be in a rush to bust ya load Say you love this life but you too deep in lust with bucks and hoes On this road it’s plenty mirrors and smoke Takers and givers, Judas and Job Only trust your soul [Verse 2] Ayo To my unborn I know you come into this world with all the power You got the blood of a king, know this one thing, the world is ours We out for money rolls, benzo’s and owning homes Drug jewels on the collar bone, royal chromosomes Now his parents OG in a BM which drove the homie Glock 40 not afraid to let it blow if they play me closely Draw like Sam Francis, your wig’ll splash like paint on a blank canvas It’s no way that I can miss Executed the plans to make bands off of my language I’m a natural, it’s easy for me to slang shit Streets don’t love you, mommy told me “watch who you hang with” Plenty niggas doing life ‘cause homies and they gang switched RIP to [?] and [?], free the dapper don We still countin hundreds, getting blunted, duckin Babylon Spazzing on shit, they want no smoke with us They [?] for death, like scammers with dead food that’s [?] niggas [Chorus] Take ya time, don’t be in a rush to bust ya load Say you love this life but you too deep in lust with bucks and hoes On this road it’s plenty of mirrors and smoke Takers and givers, Judas and Job Only trust your soul Take ya time, don’t be in a rush to bust ya load Say you love this life but you too deep in lust with bucks and hoes On this road it’s plenty mirrors and smoke Takers and givers, Judas and Job Only trust your soul