Smoking Section

Lyrics

I was talkin' to a guy that I respect dearly the other day
 And he told me not to get so distracted fighting the alligators
 That I forget to clean the swamp
 And it took me a second to think about what he was really sayin'
 But he was sayin'
 "Don't let my problems distract me so much dealin' with them, I forget my mission"
 Hey baby brother, how ya doin'
 The streets still holdin'
 The last time I seen ya, you ain't seem so focused
 Can't believe I ain't noticed, I can't believe I missed it
 Life been crazy man, fast life livin'
 While Struggle's sittin' in prison, I'm sittin' and trippin'
 And I'm sittin' here wishin' that you were sittin' here with me
 But you're not, I'm all alone
 Tryin' to write this song
 Sippin' on some bourbon and blowin' a little strong
 This is therapeutic music so I'm takin' my time
 Figured while I had a second, I would drop you a line
 Me and Will are doing well man, don't worry 'bout us
 I bet yo ass up there chillin' probably rollin' it up
 I hope that Heaven has a smoking section
 I hope that Heaven has a smoking section
 When it's said and done and we're all gone
 I hope they got a place that we can blow
 I hope that Heaven has a smoking section
 Hey Momma V, it's been a minute since I mentioned your name
 And every hardship is a blessing and this is the same
 It's been 16 years, it doesn't lessen the pain
 'Cause your death was a first hand lesson on age
 I'm just riding through my own neighborhood reminiscing
 The life that I was livin', man was I trippin'
 I grew up around sinners all after tryin' to win
 People livin' to die, but they was dyin' to live
 Think about you every now and then I ride by the crib
 Call it the crib, but my mother hasn't lived there in years
 Meanwhile, my cousin came home from doing a bid
 Gave the man an iPhone and he didn't know what it is
 I hope that Heaven has a smoking section
 I hope that Heaven has a smoking section
 When it's said and done and we're all gone
 I hope they got a place that we can blow
 I hope that Heaven has a smoking section
 We ain't smoked in a while, I'm sorry the change did it
 That and the fact you got strung out on painkillers
 The money and fame did it, you tried and you can't quit it
 To think it's a shame that your name's in the same sentence
 As a junkie, a flunkie, your back is the monkey
 You used to have it all, the hoes and the money
 Had a dream that you killed yo'self
 Woke up reachin' for my phone like you needed my help
 But I'm so focused on myself and my daughter doing well
 You're a grown man, I have to hope you're going through a spell
 But I'm prayin' for you, and I know that you're feelin' the pain
 But you're an addict, you won't change 'til you're ready to change
 And I hope you think about your family and get it right
 And just know that I'ma pray for you before I sleep tonight
 And me and money talk, I'd like to share this thought
 While you fightin' alligators, don't forget to clean the swamp
 I hope that Heaven has a smoking section
 I hope that Heaven has a smoking section
 When it's said and done and we're all gone
 I hope they got a place that we can blow
 I hope that Heaven has a smoking section
 
 I was talkin' to a guy that I respect dearly the other day
 And he told me not to get so distracted fighting the alligators
 That I forget to clean the swamp
 And it took me a second to think about what he was really sayin'
 But he was sayin'
 "Don't let my problems distract me so much dealin' with them, I forget my mission"
 Hey baby brother, how ya doin'
 The streets still holdin'
 The last time I seen ya, you ain't seem so focused
 Can't believe I ain't noticed, I can't believe I missed it
 Life been crazy man, fast life livin'
 While Struggle's sittin' in prison, I'm sittin' and trippin'
 And I'm sittin' here wishin' that you were sittin' here with me
 But you're not, I'm all alone
 Tryin' to write this song
 Sippin' on some bourbon and blowin' a little strong
 This is therapeutic music so I'm takin' my time
 Figured while I had a second, I would drop you a line
 Me and Will are doing well man, don't worry 'bout us
 I bet yo ass up there chillin' probably rollin' it up
 I hope that Heaven has a smoking section
 I hope that Heaven has a smoking section
 When it's said and done and we're all gone
 I hope they got a place that we can blow
 I hope that Heaven has a smoking section
 Hey Momma V, it's been a minute since I mentioned your name
 And every hardship is a blessing and this is the same
 It's been 16 years, it doesn't lessen the pain
 'Cause your death was a first hand lesson on age
 I'm just riding through my own neighborhood reminiscing
 The life that I was livin', man was I trippin'
 I grew up around sinners all after tryin' to win
 People livin' to die, but they was dyin' to live
 Think about you every now and then I ride by the crib
 Call it the crib, but my mother hasn't lived there in years
 Meanwhile, my cousin came home from doing a bid
 Gave the man an iPhone and he didn't know what it is
 I hope that Heaven has a smoking section
 I hope that Heaven has a smoking section
 When it's said and done and we're all gone
 I hope they got a place that we can blow
 I hope that Heaven has a smoking section
 We ain't smoked in a while, I'm sorry the change did it
 That and the fact you got strung out on painkillers
 The money and fame did it, you tried and you can't quit it
 To think it's a shame that your name's in the same sentence
 As a junkie, a flunkie, your back is the monkey
 You used to have it all, the hoes and the money
 Had a dream that you killed yo'self
 Woke up reachin' for my phone like you needed my help
 But I'm so focused on myself and my daughter doing well
 You're a grown man, I have to hope you're going through a spell
 But I'm prayin' for you, and I know that you're feelin' the pain
 But you're an addict, you won't change 'til you're ready to change
 And I hope you think about your family and get it right
 And just know that I'ma pray for you before I sleep tonight
 And me and money talk, I'd like to share this thought
 While you fightin' alligators, don't forget to clean the swamp
 I hope that Heaven has a smoking section
 I hope that Heaven has a smoking section
 When it's said and done and we're all gone
 I hope they got a place that we can blow
 I hope that Heaven has a smoking section
 

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Duration
04:08
Key
7
Tempo
85 BPM

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