L.E.$. - Still Smokin' lyrics

rate me

Had a smoke with the best of them

Papers in the swishers type of nigga mix the lean with the liquor

I'm clean, I'm seen, a nigga feeling good

Flipping down that avenue, diamonds against the wood

... with that cream soda, cup full of ice

Had to stack it twice, underneath them city lights

Trunks sounding nice when that old school playing

Bet I'm looking good when that old school skating

Too clean, roll me another and take a trip to the sky

No I really ain't caring and give a fuck if I die

Shit I roll one deep, fuck her bitch and her friends

Cause they be fucking each other while you be making your ends

Trying to skip over Benz and go straight to a Bentley

Put the Buick on poker and maker them haters...

...with your hoe on my dick

Yeah them bitch niggas mad, but I ain't giving shit

Cause I'm still smokin, under city lights, lights

Still smokin, riding, getting high, getting high, high

Getting high my nigga, getting high

Look, bending corners in that blue thang

You niggas couldn't tie my shoe strings

Going hard the grind killing me, yea, yea

But them real niggas was feeling me yeah

And they ride into my shit, came far

So I just can't quit

My hustle on another level

Want the rollie with another bezel

Little mama in that skirt just another devil

Steady platting on my richest

Mama told me not to trust these bitches

So I keep both fires on that paper, never mind these hoes

Smoking my weeds and I'm spitting these flows

I'm rolling on that road to the riches

... pot hoes and I'm bout to get a ticket

Cause I'm speeding to that motherfucker

Headed to the top, the next up in the city

Nigga like it or not

Cause I'm still smokin, under city lights, lights

Still smokin, riding, getting high, getting high, high

Getting high my nigga, getting high.