Yeah…
(smoke exhales)
Smoke in my chest —
tryna clear that pain.
Shorty dipped out —
left me in the rain.
Heart froze up —
can’t feel no shame.
Still see her face —
when I switch them lanes.
(beat breath)
Can’t trip —
I just let that ride.
Eyes low —
lost soul inside.
New phone —
no names saved.
Same dream —
different wave.
(pause / 4-beat fade)
Blunt burn slow —
thoughts run deep.
Real ones fall —
fake ones creep.
Ain’t no tears —
just smoke and speed.
She gone —
but her ghost still breathe.
(beat drop / adlib “yeah”)