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Smoke Break Video (MV)




Performed By: Fatal Da Cannon
Language: English
Length: 4:11
Written by: Terrance Keene, Jr.




Fatal Da Cannon - Smoke Break Lyrics




And we gon smoke until we high off in the sunset and we gon keep on rollin just cuz we ain't done yet just don't steam my shit and please don't get my blunt wet and I'm all out of fuccs to give I ain't got none left

So I smoke it help me clear my mind
Ignore all the bullshit and high gear my grind
Make a nigga realize when he hear my rhymes
That a nigga might glow but he ain't near my shine

Fresh pack of backs blue or black Bic yea I keep these
My state legalized it but I still might cop some street weed
Russian Cream dreams cuz I'm sleepin' off the kiwi
Missed calls from lil mami Creep'n off to see me
Every single P we sell a lot smoke a little
Lose myself in my thoughtsfo' you know it wrote a riddle
Whatever's in her top decides if Ima poke her middle
It's so official if she blow the whistle
We ain't breaking up cuz we was never together
We just breaking up cuz that'll better the pleasure
You got something to match it I guess we's we
I exhale and realize I'm ahead of whoever
And that's just off of mind state especially when I'm in a high state
I'm Za baked how much pressure can my eyes take?
I'm elevated but I'm faded and I'm at attention
But nonetheless I'm still rollin' I just had to mention

I'm more so relaxed but also intact
Whole team true so we all know the facts
Ima stay in my lane y'all go w that
Hard to find but stand out like where Waldo was at
Aroma fill the room smoke easin' my mind
Bars coming rapidly w no reason to rhyme
The weed match my company they both on some exotic shit
To take it a step further they both something I gotta hit
First things first break it down and roll it up
Hit it but don't cough or make a sound just hold it up
Analyze the piff pass it to the left
I ain't beg'n you to smoke and I ain't asking you to bless
I'm just asking you to ash before you swing it just a courtesy tap
If the weed run'n low I got emergency pack
Chief something eat something grab a burger relax
From good tree to good D I could serve you with that
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And we gon smoke until we high off in the sunset and we gon keep on rollin just cuz we ain't done yet just don't steam my shit and please don't get my blunt wet and I'm all out of fuccs to give I ain't got none left

So I smoke it help me clear my mind
Ignore all the bullshit and high gear my grind
Make a nigga realize when he hear my rhymes
That a nigga might glow but he ain't near my shine

Fresh pack of backs blue or black Bic yea I keep these
My state legalized it but I still might cop some street weed
Russian Cream dreams cuz I'm sleepin' off the kiwi
Missed calls from lil mami Creep'n off to see me
Every single P we sell a lot smoke a little
Lose myself in my thoughtsfo' you know it wrote a riddle
Whatever's in her top decides if Ima poke her middle
It's so official if she blow the whistle
We ain't breaking up cuz we was never together
We just breaking up cuz that'll better the pleasure
You got something to match it I guess we's we
I exhale and realize I'm ahead of whoever
And that's just off of mind state especially when I'm in a high state
I'm Za baked how much pressure can my eyes take?
I'm elevated but I'm faded and I'm at attention
But nonetheless I'm still rollin' I just had to mention

I'm more so relaxed but also intact
Whole team true so we all know the facts
Ima stay in my lane y'all go w that
Hard to find but stand out like where Waldo was at
Aroma fill the room smoke easin' my mind
Bars coming rapidly w no reason to rhyme
The weed match my company they both on some exotic shit
To take it a step further they both something I gotta hit
First things first break it down and roll it up
Hit it but don't cough or make a sound just hold it up
Analyze the piff pass it to the left
I ain't beg'n you to smoke and I ain't asking you to bless
I'm just asking you to ash before you swing it just a courtesy tap
If the weed run'n low I got emergency pack
Chief something eat something grab a burger relax
From good tree to good D I could serve you with that
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Writer: Terrance Keene, Jr.
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