Like Smoke

[Chorus] 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 hung around in the unbalanced Woah, ohh [Verse 1: Nas] 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 1-2-3 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 The love scholar, 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 Huntin’ 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 [Chorus] [Verse 2: Nas] Yo, this recession is a test It’s affecting my complexion Misdirectin' 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 as 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 thinkin’ 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 dragon, it’s a bastard you’re in tune with, just lust I’m through with you after my crush So is that humorous enough? The smoke I puff Tell the car to go to Aura, Funky Buddah, Whisky Mist on Mayfair I hope I meet Monie 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 [Outro] Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh