"Where There's Smoke" lyrics
We no want a ting from dem, we no want an O from dem
One to dem boy
We no want a ting from dem, we no beg a friend from dem
Test my son, we will kill dem, we will dun dem (Yeah, where there's smoke)
We will kill dem, string dem up and dun dem, dun dem
Yo
I don't ever add LOL
They try to soften the text when they ain't meaning well (Word)
They will try to lil' bro you and send you to hell
They wanna see you in a cell sitting next to Kellz, huh
I was never sweating 'bout no Diddy files (Never)
I run with some wild Jamaicans make my city smile (Yeah)
I don't par with no rapists or no **** (Never)
I've never seen a dame dash like Kevin Lyles
Oh (Oh), I'm still moving with my same bros (Yep)
We rep boroughs, carry countries in the same load (To death)
Me and murderers be stepping in the same road (Yeah)
But I walk with Jah beside me, see 'em so
AI can't map out how I switch my cadences (Never)
Mommy listen to the tunes, asking, "Whose pain is this?"
Never knew what's undone, everyone ever in his way
Living legend, stay fresh to the day, brr
We no want a ting from dem, we no want an O from dem
One to dem boy
We no want a ting from dem, we no beg a friend from dem
Test my son, we will kill dem, we will dun dem (Yeah, where there's smoke)
We will kill dem, string dem up and dun dem, dun dem
Huh
They still in awe, here to Arkansas
Hit it raw, gave birth to this, call it Kardi Gras
In the designer cardigan, what you partying for?
You got work to do, trust me, I'm hearing them boys
I'm more than adequate, good cannabis advocate
Smoke occasional with the Glock locked on the cabinet
Wife got the license for the times we ain't having it
Break it down, count the aggregate, earnings immaculate
Only good talk from the tip of my tongue (Yep)
Load up a beat with banging drums and I'm killing for fun
Wanted sign says a hundred thou' for the bounty
My city never selling me out, come from 'round me
Believe me, I love make it look easy
Man a shine, but me no greasy, don't cheese me
My brain cells doing well, plus the record sales
Staying militant, stock market to the stairwells
We no want a ting from dem, we no want an O from dem
One to dem boy
We no want a ting from dem, we no beg a friend from dem
Test my son, we will kill dem, we will dun dem (Yeah, where there's smoke)
We will kill dem, string dem up and dun dem, dun dem
Man, we kill a hitters all night, all day
Matter what them told 'em, say mine don't play
Sha-la-la-la-la, see a song, get sprayed
We no keep breaking dem song same way
We will kill dem
We will kill dem
One to dem boy
We no want a ting from dem, we no beg a friend from dem
Test my son, we will kill dem, we will dun dem (Yeah, where there's smoke)
We will kill dem, string dem up and dun dem, dun dem
Yo
I don't ever add LOL
They try to soften the text when they ain't meaning well (Word)
They will try to lil' bro you and send you to hell
They wanna see you in a cell sitting next to Kellz, huh
I was never sweating 'bout no Diddy files (Never)
I run with some wild Jamaicans make my city smile (Yeah)
I don't par with no rapists or no **** (Never)
I've never seen a dame dash like Kevin Lyles
Oh (Oh), I'm still moving with my same bros (Yep)
We rep boroughs, carry countries in the same load (To death)
Me and murderers be stepping in the same road (Yeah)
But I walk with Jah beside me, see 'em so
AI can't map out how I switch my cadences (Never)
Mommy listen to the tunes, asking, "Whose pain is this?"
Never knew what's undone, everyone ever in his way
Living legend, stay fresh to the day, brr
We no want a ting from dem, we no want an O from dem
One to dem boy
We no want a ting from dem, we no beg a friend from dem
Test my son, we will kill dem, we will dun dem (Yeah, where there's smoke)
We will kill dem, string dem up and dun dem, dun dem
Huh
They still in awe, here to Arkansas
Hit it raw, gave birth to this, call it Kardi Gras
In the designer cardigan, what you partying for?
You got work to do, trust me, I'm hearing them boys
I'm more than adequate, good cannabis advocate
Smoke occasional with the Glock locked on the cabinet
Wife got the license for the times we ain't having it
Break it down, count the aggregate, earnings immaculate
Only good talk from the tip of my tongue (Yep)
Load up a beat with banging drums and I'm killing for fun
Wanted sign says a hundred thou' for the bounty
My city never selling me out, come from 'round me
Believe me, I love make it look easy
Man a shine, but me no greasy, don't cheese me
My brain cells doing well, plus the record sales
Staying militant, stock market to the stairwells
We no want a ting from dem, we no want an O from dem
One to dem boy
We no want a ting from dem, we no beg a friend from dem
Test my son, we will kill dem, we will dun dem (Yeah, where there's smoke)
We will kill dem, string dem up and dun dem, dun dem
Man, we kill a hitters all night, all day
Matter what them told 'em, say mine don't play
Sha-la-la-la-la, see a song, get sprayed
We no keep breaking dem song same way
We will kill dem
We will kill dem
