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matt ford - smoking portrait lyrics

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[verse 1]

what if there’s no ending to this struggle
and i die in a rumble
with my dying words
“i love you world”

the city’s like the underworld
goblins and goons
i gotta get it
hustle to the moon

cops be like
catch a n-gga by the toe
you hang him by the neck
and if he moves an inch
you put a bullet in his flesh

and i confess i’m feeling stressed
and filled with hate
feel like malcom with this k
i’ll blow these f-ckin thoughts away

blinded by guerilla sh-t
drinking now, feelin it
can i live this reasonable doubt
like this is ’96

i don’t have no oxygen
feel like i can’t breathe
i don’t have a job and sh-t
but i gotta eat

[chorus]

please don’t tell my momma
i been slinging on the side
blew my re-up bread on liquor
cause it complements my high

(?) my design and rollin’ dutches that i buy
and they wonder why i smoke
they don’t even know
it’s betterin’ my soul

[verse 2]

my mind is super clouded
i don’t even care though
in my hood sh-t ain’t all good
but i’m a pharaoh

my n-gga sellin heroin
said there is no hope inside this dope
but he’s a veteran
the devil knock, don’t let him in

on 76 doing like 120
they hittin my jack
saying exactly what they want from me
i been hungry
occupation been money

i want the (?) too
you can hate the world
but you can’t stop that sh-t from makin you

i swear my ground is ancient
sh-t i hustle like its native
i’d die for my beliefs
but im not dyin for no paper

n-ggas dyin for that paper
sh-t i wish they found creation
watch the liquor hit the pavement
get it high you live no blaming god

karma has some pretty eyes
no need to say i told you
chasin all the wrong sh-t
them evils will expose you

what, you og ain’t told you?
you can be anything you want to

[chorus]

please don’t tell my momma
i been slinging on the side
blew my re-up bread on liquor
cause its bettering my high

(?) my design and roll the dutches that i buy
and they wonder why i smoke
they wonder why i’m smoking
they wonder why i’m smoking
it’s betterin’ my soul

- matt ford lyrics

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