Damso – Smog (English lyrics)

Intro :
Tell me when you’re ready
Saal
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Pyroman
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah

1st verse :
No direction, I only know about the arrow of my joint
My motivation : a son of a bitch’s blood on my clothes (son of a bitch)
I heard that song before : “dirty negro, go back where you come from”
Five hundred euro bills : “dirty negro, you’re welcome” (welcome)
I’m no longer in the projects, Castelo de Sao Jorge
I’m smoking on a joint, it’s violent, my throat is aching
I’m no longer on the dope spot : “we miss you, drug dealer”
Said to me that whore that I fuck in exchange for weed
It’s still Dems, my nigga, who cares, it’s still Dems (it’s still him)
Even when things get hard we make our way : pasta, thuna and some crème fraiche (yeah, I know about that)
Shots get fired at night, shots get fired at day, who’s turn is it (bang bang bang)
So many wars, my people are dead, who’s next ?
Yeah (Yeah)

Chorus :
If there’s something that I’m good at it’s fucking mothers (yeah)
Some weed and some Dom Perignon in order to calm my nerves (yeah)
Your ass might not be enough, your mouth might do the trick (yeah)
Involuntary sexual intercourse, mula green euro bills (you already know)
Money, yeah, (saal)

2nd verse :
Men lie but an erection doesn’t, come, I’ll tell you the truth (yeah)
Take example from my dick, black and ready to fuck everything up (saal)
It will always be for the money, don’t ever tell me “I love you for who you are” (never)
Success is when the cops stop you just to discuss (yeah)
A selfie, bye, I’m leaving, my black ass no thanks to the UV light
Three hundred thousand euros, I’m hesitating, Lambo or real estate (yeah)
Mu music will always keep getting leaked, I’l end up like (??)
From being a rich kid to the streets, there’s only prison that I managed to escape
Still there acting like a slut but never any intimacy
I’m reaching a whole new level when it comes to nudes, I receive some from certified accounts
Doing a lil’ dirt, everything is black so nothing’s missing
Everything is black so nothing’s missing (yeah)

Chorus :
If there’s something that I’m good at it’s fucking mothers (yeah)
Some weed and some Dom Perignon in order to calm my nerves (yeah)
Your ass might not be enough, your mouth might do the trick (yeah)
Involuntary sexual intercourse, mula green euro bills (you already know)
Money, yeah, (saal)
(Involuntary sexual intercourse, mula green euro bills)
Money, yeah

Outro :
It’s good
It’s still Dems

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