Smoke Grenade

Listen up, I set fire to the rain I ain't like Dushane

Don't cross me out on my own lane With the Smoke, not the coke

This next verse gonna end up making you Choke On your breath, all them time we Burnt out

Transits Then we done a skill check, all them Time we

Took out people's necks If they never paid Up the price

All them grafters may not be nice But I don't Wanna fight the, smoke grenade

Incase All the stress and harm, blows up in Ma face

That's why I walk around, ballied up, Shanked up

You know how haters be, they only wanna See ya

Dead in the streets a life, for a life a tooth For a tooth, it's me, T1, I'm in the booth