When the smoke smoke is going down I climb the stage again this night 'Cause the place seems still alive Just when you make your way back home I find some time to be alone I go to see the place once more Just like a thousand nights before This is the place

Take your time coming home. Hear the wheels as they roll. Let your lungs fill up with smoke. Forgive everyone. She is here and now she is gone We had plans, we can't help but make love. It's a beautiful thing when you love somebody, And I love somebody.

Yeah I'm chillin' on a dirt road. Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones Smoke Smoke rollin' out the window An ice cold beer sittin' in the console. Memory Lane up in the headlights. Got me reminiscing on the good times Said I'm turnin' off the real life

Only take one time (only take one) Only take one time (one time, one time) Smoke one, one time (smoke one) Drink one, one time (drink, drink) Lemme fuck something one time (smash) Turn the club up one time (turn the club up) Smoke someone time (smoke)

Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones An ice cold beer sittin' in the console Memory lane up in the headlights Has got me reminiscing on the good times I'm turning off the real life, driving, that's right Smoke Smoke rollin' out the window Yeah I'm chilling

'Til the roof comes off, till the lights go out 'Til my legs give out, can't shut my mouth 'Til the smoke smoke clears out and my high perhaps I'm a rip this shit till my bone collapse 'Cause sometimes you just feel tired, you feel weak And when you feel weak

Say you'll never let me go Deep in my bones I can feel you Take me back to a time when we knew We could waste the night with an old film Smoke Smoke a little weed on the couch in the backroom Take it slow but it's not typical

Take your time coming home. Hear the wheels as they roll. Let your lungs fill up with smoke. Forgive everyone. She is here and now she is gone We had plans, we can't help but make love. It's a beautiful thing when you love somebody, And I love somebody.

I gave 'em hope When my nigga needed money (What you do?) I gave 'em dope Every time we went to war (What we do?) We gave 'em smoke smoke Fiends was copping, I was broke Fuck that shit, we gave 'em soap They forgot we gave 'em hope Let them niggas have the

(Now they wanna grab the guns and come and get ya) (It's the ones that smoke smoke blunts with ya, see ya picture) (It's the ones that smoke smoke blunts with ya, see ya picture) yeah One time for the homie DJ Screw Already, I'm feeling throwed in this bitch Up so