Lil Durk – Smoking And Thinking LYRICS

Read the entire lyrics to Lil Durk’s “Smoking And Thinking” below and sing along. STG Beats, Uncle Cameron, DJ Bandz, DKeyz, and DJ FMCT collaborated on the track Smoking And Thinking.

Intro
(D-D-D-DJ FMCT)
I’m like two for three tonight
(DJ Bandz, oh, man)

Verse 1
I’m different
Me, I’ma grow up a dog
Go through Securus, I slow up the call
Off two Addies, I tore up the ‘Hawk
Rapper friends, they pull up and all
Killers and witness, they show up and all
Wish you was here to go pull up and talk
All of your jewelry gon’ go in the vault
The barber snitched, no talking to ahk
You sneaking and gigging until you get caught
The niggas you praise, they really be soft
The Voice, I’ma just give you the sauce
Loyalty something can never be bought
I miss you, wish your murder was false
Christian, really seen niggas get crossed
I seen niggas turn shit to a boss
Suck dick smoking, it’s turning me off
Three hundred a show, Ethereum bought
Pussy, that’s a serious fault
Tootsie’s, I’m in this bitch with my dawgs
Looking, nigga be pissing me off
I done fucked two or three strippers in stalls
Trenches, sticking my dick through the draws
Spending, DThang was hitting the mall
Bitches, Von was fucking ’em all
Ain’t talked to my sister, I give her a call
I was in jail, I stare at the wall
Ducking the D.A., the feds, and all
I went through your statement, I read it all
I done gave my last, y’all, why I miss your last call?
I was left for dead, y’all, know them niggas dead wrong

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Chorus
I’m just smoking, thinking to myself, damn, I need y’all
I’m just smoking, writing ’bout myself, damn, I need y’all
I’m just smoking, I’m just
I’m just smoking, thinking ’bout my, need
I’m just smoking, thinking ’bout my kids, man, I need y’all
I’m just smoking, thinking ’bout my life like damn, I’m T’d, y’all
I’m just smoking, why y’all let him die? I can’t believe y’all
I’m just smoking, I’m just riding, smoking

Verse 2
I could sell a show out, no promotion, just go ask promoters
I got two, three felonies, I feel bogus, I can’t get down with votin’
Why this nigga asking me to take time? I wanted to stab the lawyer
I was in prison fucking a lady guard, I couldn’t get down with lotion
Big mouth, always talking shit, that bitch got halitosis
Fentanyl, taking all them Percs, them niggas overdosing
Lil’ bro ran off with a Glock and weed, that lil’ boy know he bogus
I come from the bottom, smokin’ top notch, you know I’m choking