Smoke To It

[Chorus: Marc E. Bassy] Smoke to it, fuck to it, drink to it (3x) Smoke to it, smoke to it Smoke to it, fuck to it, drink to it [Verse 1: Marc E. Bassy] I used to just wanna be famous Then I said "maybe" just not nameless Then I said can somebody out there hear me out You know when you thirsty, that's when they give you the drought Mmmm, you know what this shit is about It's art, the art of how do you sell out? Am I dreaming of just smoking weed on this couch I got demons, I swear this the way they get out [Chorus: Marc E. Bassy] [Verse 2: Marc E. Bassy] Poppa came home in the evening Untying his shirt, wife in his arms He wasn't the type to be cheating They took him too early, I thought it was wrong, how we move on? I went for liquor expression and floating on cause from the bong Dreaming about making it, never reflecting except in my songs I turned my back away to the sky Go ahead and let this music take me hight [Chorus: Marc E. Bassy] [Verse 3: Skizzy Mars] Smoking insense to the dome Hoping that this time elapses All of these Coors and Pabst blues I'm a just chill and get plastered She gon' sit down right next to me And probably act like it's an accident Next thing you know it's the morning I'm ignoring the question she's asking Bitch I"m faded off a Xanax and a Vicodin Need some peace cause all this chaos I'm just tired of it Bulletproof, but you shooting at a nigga heart I'm so selfish, I can't help it Knew that from the start [Chorus: Marc E. Bassy]