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Up with Smokey
He just copped another Truey bag
Waitin' for the plug, he gotta pack
This nigga always lag
He said meet at eight and
It's aboutta hit 9: 35
So we said fuck the wait
We hit the stain as soon as he arrived
He pulled up then Smokey
Hopped into the passenger
I'm up in the back of the whip
Man this nigga scammin' us
Pullin' out the pack so a nigga mad as fuck
I'm like "hook it up my
Nigga you already lagged enough"
He like "aight" he take his stash
Up out the glove compartment
I said "hold up bro, look left
I think the police is watching"
He turned his head and Smokey snatched
The pack and then we poppin'
Open the doors, we dippin'
A nigga hardly scribin'
We runnin' faster than a bitch
Feel like a track meet
This nigga start the car so we
Just turnin' to the backstreet
I hear a shot like "yo this
Nigga really bout to catch me"
I'm thinkin "damn my life is
Over" once then pull his
We drivin' fast, hittin' corners
Shit he prolly lost us back to the cut
A nigga tired boy I need some water
Keep a buck
We scared as fuck cus we was lowkey lackin'
I'm outta breath, a nigga pantin'
Smokey started laughin'
Like "bro we really ran that shit
Let's flip this shit ain't taxin'"
That's just the first chapter