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Smoked Out Video (MV)




Performed By: Ceelos
Language: English
Length: 2:00
Written by: Carlos Zavala III




Ceelos - Smoked Out Lyrics




Hella Beat
Hella Flow
Smoked Out
So Far
So Gone
You'll never know
Why I'm on the f*cking road
UH
Can't settle for less
She Gunning for head
But I'm running for checks
Can't mess with these hoes
Cause they do what they told
But at the end of the day
All that shit gets old
A nigga was bent
But a nigga won't fold
She asked how I'm living
Well I'm living like Cole
Woah

A nigga growing up was blinded
Searching for love couldn't find shit
All my problems rolled up spark it
She back that ass up
Bitch park it
She bend it over chill ms Parker
Even light skins are getting darker
Even bad bitches getting smarter
Uh
Mo Money Mo Problems
Rewind My mind
While I'm sipping this wine
This Blunt heavy steady and I'm feeling fine
Been living my life
Been keeping it real
The devil come a knocking trynna make a deal

But I'm fine don't give a f*ck
How I ride
How I die
You and I
Here together crucified
Now who am I
Who are you
What it do
Cannot lose
In the booth
Spitting Truth
From my youth
What a view
Ayyyy
And I'm fine with it
Pull up you already know that I'm high with it
And my kind vicious
But you gotta listen
Everything in life serves a f*cking sentence
And I f*cking meant it
When I had my day
You was in the way
Jam packed in my lane
And I wish I didn't know your f*cking name
Cause to be honest
I don't feel the f*cking same way
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Hella Beat
Hella Flow
Smoked Out
So Far
So Gone
You'll never know
Why I'm on the f*cking road
UH
Can't settle for less
She Gunning for head
But I'm running for checks
Can't mess with these hoes
Cause they do what they told
But at the end of the day
All that shit gets old
A nigga was bent
But a nigga won't fold
She asked how I'm living
Well I'm living like Cole
Woah

A nigga growing up was blinded
Searching for love couldn't find shit
All my problems rolled up spark it
She back that ass up
Bitch park it
She bend it over chill ms Parker
Even light skins are getting darker
Even bad bitches getting smarter
Uh
Mo Money Mo Problems
Rewind My mind
While I'm sipping this wine
This Blunt heavy steady and I'm feeling fine
Been living my life
Been keeping it real
The devil come a knocking trynna make a deal

But I'm fine don't give a f*ck
How I ride
How I die
You and I
Here together crucified
Now who am I
Who are you
What it do
Cannot lose
In the booth
Spitting Truth
From my youth
What a view
Ayyyy
And I'm fine with it
Pull up you already know that I'm high with it
And my kind vicious
But you gotta listen
Everything in life serves a f*cking sentence
And I f*cking meant it
When I had my day
You was in the way
Jam packed in my lane
And I wish I didn't know your f*cking name
Cause to be honest
I don't feel the f*cking same way
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Writer: Carlos Zavala III
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