Second Hand Smoke - Sage The Gemini, Eric Bellinger

Oh, it’s a cold world

Don’t let yourself be corrupted!

Be yourself!

Life’s second hand smoke!

Huh, life’s second hand smoke, thoughts of being a criminal

Far from being a doctor, my opera is singing

Around here it’s just me, buddy Ricky and Cameron

Mean when I heard nobody is anything scared them

Eleven, body street call, outside of the stream, though

Where all the niggas sell pounds, next week riding in three lows

Carrying two hundred, not dollars, thousands

No time for restrooms, you’re the size of the house is

Bring a pack to big homie, sit down, let’s count it

Odd in here, go by something for your housing

No spin it up, live it up, somebody rob you, just give it up

Don’t be selfish, appoint your niggas

Find something to split it up!

Ain’t even got to smoke to get faded

You ain’t gotta drink to say you made it

Oh na na, second hand smoke

No I don’t want no second hand smoke!

I ain’t worried about you, I’m a do what I like

My niggas keep it real, we ain’t living the life

Ain’t thinking with the second hand smoke

Ain’t no time for the second hand smoke

Yeah, yeah, life’s a second hand smoke, thoughts of being a criminal

Money needs, I should find a few girls and start pimping them

How should I ask, when I do it they handle it

Never mind, I go to like pimping and pondering, uh!

And I can’t do it to it’s record deals

I made it here in A team and Mr. Record Still

Follow up, the real hits me bottled up!

Used to snick soda and make dollar cups

And still never got enough, huh!

Ain’t even got to smoke to get faded

You ain’t gotta drink to say you made it

Oh na na, second hand smoke

No I don’t want no second hand smoke!

I ain’t worried about you, I’m a do what I like

My niggas keep it real, we ain’t living the life

Ain’t thinking with the second hand smoke

Ain’t no time for the second hand smoke