Smoke & Mirrors

Lyrics

[Intro] Ay, Nick, you going viral [Chorus] Yeah, you used to hit my phone on the regular All up on my cellular, where you been at lately? I know we said we'd be together forever and never, ever, but We don't feel that way no more No more trippin' on the old days We all good over on this side Big blessings from above, that's why the crib's fly Lord, forgive me for my sins, I like to get high [Verse 1] Oh, no, he knows too much He sound too good and he float too much Shawty say I smoke too much While I made this song, I prolly smoked two blunts (Yeah, yеah) Come on, man, this shit is regular, like rеally regular It's that Beach Boy, 714Ever, huh I'm poppin' up at all the spots you never was You can never do it better, no, oh Double cup sippin' before you even tried it Worldwide drippin' while you was at your momma's Red pint in my Fanta, doing the Jane Fonda If I need you, I'ma find you [Chorus] Yeah, you used to hit my phone on the regular All up on my cellular, where you been at lately? I know we said we'd be together forever and never, ever, but We don't feel that way no more No more trippin' on the old days We all good over on this side Big blessings from above, that's why the crib's fly Lord, forgive me for my sins, I like to get high [Verse 2] Wait, did I say too much? I usually keep it to myself 'cause I don't play too much (Yeah, yeah) I've been through too much by myself I've been through too much by my lonely to let you control me Stand for something, don't fall for nothin' All blue hunnids don't mean nothin' I'll be alright with your lovin' I played my cards right, I ain't bluffin' (No) [Bridge] I ain't bluffin', no I ain't bluffin', no I just need your lovin', yeah, yeah, yeah I just need your lovin', no Yeah, you used to hit my phone on the regular All up on my cellular [Chorus] Yeah, you used to hit my phone on the regular All up on my cellular, where you been at lately? I know we said we'd be together forever and never, ever, but We don't feel that way no more No more trippin' on the old days We all good over on this side Big blessings from above, that's why the crib's fly Lord, forgive me for my sins, I like to get high