Smoke too much

Peyton Boukather

Why they always sayin that I smoke too much Keep rolling yo eyes still rolling my weed Up Keep on staring like they wanna be us shining They couldn't break me bitch i made Me what can I say I'm blessed up That's why I'm thanking god I really never had luck Cuz painting perfect pictures man that just wasn't for us could neva stay between the Lines yea I'm always in a rush See I'm just doin me I couldn't see me doin us

So I have no patience don't sit around waiting want it I take it no contemplating yea Got To love the hard times fuck is you sayin All that shit mean is in destinies for greatness Caught you pressings snooze like I wouldn't even notice No I I got to stay focused Even When I sleep I got one I eye open You hit the brakes I hit the gas one twenty on the dash No slowing More like a train with a chimney be blowing One way track only one way I'm Goin Is it the drugs or I'm moving slow motion Am I really numb or I've finally broken I Don't even sink in but I feel like choking Ion walk on water winner good if I'm floating I Want the facts but have faith look who joking might throw on church clothes start putting Work in What do I know fell asleep during sermon

Why they always sayin that I smoke too much keep rolling yo eyes still rolling my weed Up Keep on staring like they wanna be us shining They couldn't break me bitch I made Me what can I say I'm blessed up That's why I'm thanking god I really never had luck Cuz painting perfect pictures man that just wasn't for us Could neva stay between the Lines yea I'm always in a rush See I'm just doin me I couldn't see me doin us

Wanna hop off a jet what we doin next Always on a mission cuz I'm always bout a check Always smoking dojra I ain't got time to stress Always takin chances like fuck it I'm Blessed Moving lowkey they gone see me up next Why you niggas sleep get yo ass Outta bed Fuck the speed limit I been smashing instead Love the fast lane I don't have No regrets When I'm thumbing through the cash tell them nug gas place bets Don't let Them tell you they ain't seen what they ain't seen yet when I'm thumbing through cash Tell them niggas place bets don't let them tell ya they ain't seen what they ain't seen yet

Why they always sayin that I smoke too much Keep rolling yo eyes still rolling my weed Up Keep on staring like they wanna be us shining They couldn't break me bitch I made Me What can I say I'm blessed up That's why I'm thanking god I really never had luck Cuz painting paint perfect pictures man that just wasn't for us could never stay between The lines yea I'm always in a rush See I'm just doin me I couldn't see me doin us

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The song “Smoke too much” by Pay was composed by Peyton Boukather.

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