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st. laviathan - smoke remix lyrics

intro: (st. laviathan)
let me take my sh+t off for this one
saint n+gga..
haha.. yeah

verse one: (st. laviathan)
i been p+ssed sh+tted on dissed and forgotten
they all waved good riddance, back to the profit
moments i was lost, heavy weed pill poppin’
my road dawgs noticin’ how distant i gotten
overcame the odds woulda never made it god+less
overcome with scars still intact like a spartan
had to cut some loose, the others fit compartments
live my own truth, n+gga motherf+ck what ya’ll think
quest for redemption
brain well beyond n+ggas gauge of perplexion
i spurn your conventions
weathered many trials and it made me relentless
never was the child that would crave the attention
thoughts wes craven obsessive on occasion
avoid an intervention, rear view to my nation
me and self deprication, we’re engaged, just
hope i die knowin’ the journey wasn’t in vain, woo
black man, half+amazin’
revisionist history to the narrative i’m caged in
mated with misery, then proceeded provacation
death to who doubted me, turned the agony to patience
whoa, your purpose is vague, my verbal ak mode
disfigure, bewilder, they kept at bay like hov
i’m down for the fade they wanna buck, come come then
hair so laid, they wanna f+ck, so sudden
uh, any problems ain’t nothin’
i will not roar, get mauled, no budden
drop in the field, i’m lethal as napalm
quiet n+ggas k!ll, keep sleepin’ on nashawn
i’m my own lane, not trippin’, what they on
a heated mind state, as if i resent calm
watch what you say, get banged on
n+ggas lookin over scared like they in a seance
deezoe say you ’bout to blow for real
let them n+ggas know you blow for blow for real
it’s a little bit colder over here
crown saint, cause the rest just don’t appeal
hate me, but his reign is over, yeah
take your artists and have em flourish here
take caution or kneel when i appear
first born no middles over here
and it’s like that, nah you don’t wanna fight back
you ain’t built for the combat
have it where you can’t come back, this the sh+t you run back
i got a round for anybody, make a body out of anybody
n+gga i don’t see anybody, motherf+ck everybody
chorus: (st. laviathan)
i been p+ssed sh+tted on, dissed and forgotten
(yeah n+gga! one time for my n+ggas man)
moments i was lost heavy weed pill poppin
(i told these n+ggas i was not playing man)
my road dogs noticing how distant i gotten
(i don’t even know why the f+ck you n+ggas even bother doing this sh+t n+gga, get the f+ck off the gram, you know what i’m saying? all that weak ass sh+t…)
back to the profit, uh and now i’m back to the profit
(blow for blow for real, let them n+ggas know you blow for blow..)
my ex said good riddance, dissed and forgotten
(the f+ck you talkin’ bout n+gga?)
been p+ssed sh+tted on dissed and forgotten
(n+ggas ain’t even f+ckin’ with me or my homeboy, you know what i’m saying? straight up)
and now i’m back to the profit, back to the profit
(n+ggas can’t… i don’t even know what n+ggas be wastin’ they f+cking money on! you know what i’m saying? can’t f+ck with me man)
back to the profit, back to the profit
(get the f+ck out the studio n+gga, nah mean?)
dissed and forgotten, now i’m back to the profit
(f+ck outta here!)
north miami, back to the profit

outro: (st. laviathan)
you know what it is..
you scared n+gga? you scared n+gga?
(go to church motherf+cker)
jedd in this motherf+cker with me!

- st laviathan lyrics

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