Like Smoke (feat. Nas)

I never wanted you to be my man

I just needed company

Don't want to get dependent on

Your time or who you spend it on

But I lose it when you love me

Like smoke, I hung around in the unbalance

Woah,

It's not a movie, this is not a script to proofread

I'll spit some untruths to dumb fools and groupies

Fun to punctuate, pronounciate the funds I make

The miles I take, put in your face

Oh my mistake, you're not a floozy

Then excuse me

Before I talk, my style introduced me

Get your name and phone number

Like one, two, three

Y'all know the story, y'all know the commentary

I kick the narrative, this is legendary

The good samaritan, hood thespian

Like a polygamist, with a twist

Will I marry again? Maybe, I guess

I hold a lady's interest, I just met

That love scholars, she's the teacher's pet

Every other eve we meet and make each other sweat

I feel triumphant, no strings

Just a fling to have fun with

I be out in London, Camden

Hunting for the answers

Why did God take away the homie?

I can't stand it

I'm a firm believer that we all meet up in eternity

Just hope the big man show me some courtesy

Why? 'Cause I'm deemed a heart breaker

Like smoke, girls linger 'round a player

I never wanted you to be my man

I just needed company

Don't want to get dependent on

Your time or who you spend it on

I lose it when you love me

Like smoke, I hang around in the unbalance

Woah, oh

Yo, this recession is a test

It's affecting my complexion

Misdirecting my affection

My concerns are bill collections

The facts is the taxes, they after me

Chapter three, my property

My handlers, they dealt with me improperly

I say some things I should probably keep privately

Evaluate the World Bank trusts like I'm IEG

Those fly suites and my bourgeoisie tall freak

She wouldn't protest with me at Wall Street

She says, no you're so deep

I said, no let's go through it

Historically so ruthless, feds came for Joe Louis

She said, my man you need to laugh sometimes

Classifies me as a whore, I tell her have some wine

You colder than penguin pussy, in her dismay

She's thinking that's just so silly to say

But if you really think about it hussy

See a penguin, he drags his ass on the ground all day

And it's a drag and it's a bust

That you're in tune with just lust

I'm through with you after our crush

So it's that humorous enough

The smoke I puff

Tell the car to go to Aura, Funky Buddha

Whiskey Mist on Mayfair

I hope I meet Simone Love so she can show me love

NYC to UK, I might stay there

Everybody in the club tonight say, yeah

You know how me and Amy are, straight players

Oh, oh, oh, oh

I never wanted you to be my man

I just needed company

Don't want to get dependent on

Your time or who you spend it on

I lose it when you love me

Like smoke, I hang around in the unbalance

Woah, oh, ohhh