[Ritchie with a T]
Oh man
Which one of you niggas left the door open
You gon' let that shit all-all in
[Ritchie with a T]
(Smoke never clear)
Stop, stop playing with niggas (smoke don't clear)
(Smoke never clear)
Smoke don't clear
Aw, the smoke don't clear
Smoke don't clear
Think I'm playing nigga but they don't know
They gotta plan shit but I don't know
Stop, stop playing wit em
The smoke don't clear
Stop, stop playing wit em
This smoke don't clear
Think I'm playing nigga but they don't know
They gotta plan shit but I don't know
Stop, stop playing wit em
The smoke don't clear
Stop, stop playing wit em
This smoke don't clear
[Ritchie with a T]
I got my hands tied with plenty more ahead
Wha-what's your pant size? We got some shit right here
Strap up your own boots, it's all uphill from there
Do what you want
Put some pep up in yuh step
I tried to move a mountain with just many men
I tried to move 'em out but that ain't really it
Do what you want to
The smoke never clear
Strap up your own boots, it's all uphill from here
Two, four
We tally 'em up here
Four by four go ahead build you a crib
I got my whole crew
We been through shit right here
Strap up your own boots, it's all uphill from here
Who knew what's barely just ahead
What I do know, shit, it barely just began
I got my own moves, it's all up in the fear
Do what you want to, the smoke never clears
[ Ritchie with a T]
I got my own moves
Do what you wanna do
I got my own moves
Do what you wanna do
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