Genius Freestyle 010

[Verse 1] Good riddance Shawty she be coming off the top like some good writtens Pulpitting Everytime I speak, where the deacons? Need a good witness Preach, nigga Dreams really, hood vivid Daddy want a Chevy with the wood in it Momma, we can pull up in the woods with it Woah, woah, woah Midnight moon make your whole soul glow, yeah Je m'appelle Smino Papi, yeah Me don't want to hurt nobody, yeah Me just want my people thriving, yeah Kill the cops and starve the culture vultures I’m learning to teach my kids ‘bout agriculture FDA approving murder burgers The bullets ain’t the only thing that hurt us We really are supposed to serve a purpose [Bridge] Look, smoke in the mirror I can’t see I just been looking for saline Solutions and ways these ways, these days look Lay your head down on me, baby Coconut oil my grey tee But it's cool, you know ‘cause it’s you [Verse 2] Where I’m from bro all we know (We) Get bread, pull up, nigga show me Running up the check like some fucking Roshes Ain’t about the check, nigga don’t approach me You know this ain’t nothing new The cops all casper, slide on fool Clap, clap then cha, cha real smooth Get they PR on the news Lemme stop Hop in the booth and eject the top Thot in the booth, bruh I’m bound to pop Ratchet and righteous, we all we got Shout out my momma, she never judge me Even told me I’m cute when I know I’m ugly Shout the ones all now only God control me Smoking nowadays, I always need three to hold me [Hook] The father, the son The holy smoke that cool my mind I found me a bomb That Nova Scotia blew my mind The father, the son The holy smoke that cool my mind I found me a bomb That Nova Scotia blew my mind The father, the son The holy smoke that cool my mind I found me a bomb That Nova Scotia blew my mind The father, the son The holy smoke that cool my mind I found me a bomb That Nova Scotia blew my mind (edited by SpriteLee)