Red Smoke

They want the glow but they hate how it flicker  

Red smoke in the photos, make the fake ones sicker  

I don’t do peace when the piece make it quicker  

Red smoke on the lease, now the block look slicker  

Came with a dream, left the dream on the trigger  

Red smoke in my genes, got the hustle a figure  

I don’t do sleep, I do moves that deliver  

Red smoke in my jeans, got the pockets a river  

They count my wins, now they bitter and bitter  

Red smoke in the wind, leave the talk getting thinner  

I don’t do trends, I just trend as a winner  

Red smoke in the blend, make the fake ones shiver  

Vroom in the lane, leave the lane looking slimmer  

Red smoke in the rain, make the pain taste sweeter  

I don’t need fame, I need names on the meter  

Red smoke in the flame, got the game looking neater