[Lyric] Up The Smoke (Buckavali)

We up the smoke blowing like chimney
This New draco it hold 50
Two clips looking They titties
They praise me nigga cause I run my city
I never ran from nothing come and get me
Welcome ta my hood where shit get violent
Waking up hearing nothing but sirens
Disrespect me you will go viral
I’m the real don donna ahh
Top shoota Top Shoota ahh
Selling music like it’s prduct
My hood the wonkonda
Play with me you gone get shot up
Them fake ass vesting just not gone work
They ride my wavе while I really surf
I stay away from bitches I got hurt
I camе a long way from the dirt
Why they abandoned me I got on they nerve
Where it all started right off the curve
Whatcha see nigga I had to go and earn
Pockets loaded like we just about to purge
Losing cash made it all worst
Staying focusing in my lane in ahvert
At the top I don’t see none of you niggas
Mitchell boul worth 100 something million
I got on me just in cause if they wanna kill me
Cameras flashing everything we filming
They hear me spit they say lil nigga and the illest
They don’t love me so I don’t show no feelings
Day by day stress get high to the ceiling
I just bomb like I blew up a building
On the calm ima run up a million
I heard they talking but I see no movement
All my niggas stepping they ready to shoot shit
Im about whatever homie don’t play stupid
2020 that’s the year we really do this
Working hard applying pressure on em
This the year we really shining on em
I can’t believe they played my song on the radio
Member nights eating nothing but cereal
I spit of knowledge we don’t trip off material
Coming from the Dale shit could get critical
Fighting niggas just to earn ya respect
They can tell Buckavali up next
Got my cds selling rite out trunk
Rapping to my brother since I was a pup
Ima hustle I can’t give up
Ima make sure we not all stuck
I got the whole world showing me love
Bitches played me now they tap in
I was broke yeah back then
Do a show bring them racks in
She love the drip that’s from backends
Free my cuz that got em doing ten
Pick em up In ah brand Benz
We survive through the things shit we did
Feeling hungry hitting all da licks
Trapping all night taking risk
Moving caution steady making flips
Rapping got me looking like a brick
He don’t like me talking to his bitch
It’s MTM Who be running shit
It’s MTM Who be running shit
It’s MTM Who be running shit (gang)