Pressa – Second Hand Smoke

Pressa – Second Hand Smoke Lyrics

Artist: Pressa
Song: Second Hand Smoke

I play my role
I play my role
But once I rolled the dice I rolled it back
I play my role

But once I rolled the dice I rolled it back
I know what I want, and I don’t want your girl to b#tch and nag
Want all the smoke
Only time a n#gg# deal with second hands is a brick of coke

Will turn a teenage boy into a man
I kid you not, I seen my life evolve around a rock
Fill up my Glock and I be with the wassa 100 shots f#ck up the pot
See momma hide the Pyrex from the cops

Get out the way just like we did that n#gg# and now He gone
Yeah I’m a star
But free my n#gg#s, the ones that pitch the rock out in the car
The streets say they know exactly who you are

I gotta get it, cuz if I don’t go get they gon get it real n#gg# to the bone ain’t no edit
We shoot sh#t like JJ Redick
Don’t play with me uh
This FF5 serving up the Hercules uh

She started f#cking on a demon she a diva
My n#gg# 23 and he need a breather
We made a million in the trap without a phone
Shout out the plug cuz he know we not the loan

Should out my youngin you see lol bro knocked the mover
Ain’t nobody tell me sh#t I’m rolling over
I play my role
But once I rolled the dice I rolled it back

I know what I want, and I don’t want your girl to b#tch and nag
Want all the smoke
Only time a n#gg# deal with second hands is a brick of coke
Will turn a teenage boy into a man

I kid you not, I seen my life evolve around a rock
Fill up my Glock and I be with the wass a 100 shots f#ck up the pot
See momma hide the Pyrex from the cops
Get out the way just like we did that n#gg# and now He gone

Pass my blunt to the same n#gg# that probably hit up slugga
This that dope
Remember nights I was stuck at the trap stuck at the store
Before I go, please remind my opps that they a bunch of hoes

Caught a L but he got hopes of going home
Kept it a hundred, while half these nights out here kept it fake
Or probably a third
25 percent of n#gg#s don’t got a bird

Kept it smooth, and slid on n#gg#s ain’t talkin perm
Put them youngins in the trap make them chip and make them learn
I can’t relate cuz all my nights kill sh#t yellow tape
We bout to pray, I know Muslins that there pray beside the K

No MMA but my dope it gon lock and break a plate
I see n#gg#s do anything for fame uh
I play my role
But once I rolled the dice I rolled it back

I know what I want, and I don’t want your girl to b#tch and nag
Want all the smoke
Only time a n#gg# deal with second hands is a brick of coke
Will turn a teenage boy into a man

I kid you not, I seen my life evolve around a rock
Fill up my Glock and I be with the wass a 100 shots f#ck up the pot
See momma hide the Pyrex from the cops
Get out the way just like we did that n#gg# and now He gone
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From the album:
Second Hand Smoke [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021