Second Hand Smoke

[Intro: Sage The Gemini]

Oh, it's a cold world

Don't let yourself be corrupted

Be yourself, life's second hand smoke

[Verse 1: Sage The Gemini]

Huh, life's second hand smoke, thoughts of being a criminal

Far from being a doctor, my opera is singing kill these fools

Around here it's just me, buddy Ricky and Cameron

Man, we ain't wanna hurt nobody, if anything scare them

Eleven, by the street code, outside of the screen doors

Where all the niggas sell pounds, next week riding in three lows

Carrying two hundred, not dollars, thousands

No time for restrooms, use the side of the houses

Bring a pack to big homie, sit down, let's count it

Aw, there, go by something for your housing

Don't spend it up, live it up, somebody rob you, just give it up

Don't be selfish, appoint your niggas

Find something to split it up

[Chorus: Eric Bellinger]

Ain't even got to smoke to get faded

You ain't gotta drink to say you made it

Oh-na-na, second hand smoke

No, I don't want no second hand smoke

I ain't worried about you, I'm a do what I like

My niggas keep it real, we ain't living the life

Ain't fucking with that second hand smoke

Ain't no time for the second hand smoke

[Verse 2: Sage The Gemini]

Yeah, yeah, life's a second hand smoke, thoughts of being a criminal

Money needs, I should find a few girls and start pimping them

How should I ask, when I do will they handle it?

Never mind, I go to jail like pimping and pondering, uh

And I can't do the pen unless it's record deals

I made a hit at eighteen and it's the record still

Follow up, the real hits be bottled up

Used to sneak soda in McDonald's cups

And still never got enough, huh

[Chorus: Eric Bellinger]

Ain't even got to smoke to get faded

You ain't gotta drink to say you made it

Oh-na-na, second hand smoke

No, I don't want no second hand smoke

I ain't worried about you, I'm a do what I like

My niggas keep it real, we ain't living the life

Ain't fucking with that second hand smoke

Ain't no time for the second hand smoke

Ain't even got to smoke to get faded

You ain't gotta drink to say you made it

Oh-na-na, second hand smoke

No, I don't want no second hand smoke

I ain't worried about you, I'm a do what I like

My niggas keep it real, we ain't living the life

Ain't fucking with that second hand smoke

Ain't no time for the second hand smoke

Na, na, na