Smoke Songtext
von Logic1000

Fading these figures, I′m instrumental
Waiting for something to implement
If I'm not supposed to be here, then I′m wasted at 32
And I couldn't even prepare for the loss
What could I do but cry?
Try to figure it out
The process is way too long
And I'm running out of time
And I′m smoking one for my boy, and I′m-


Kept you waiting
I graduated
About my feelings
I'm glad you made it
You saw I can do it
Saw you′ve been waiting
I'm glad you made it
So glad you made it
Kept you waiting
I graduated
About my feelings
I′m glad you made it
You saw I can do it
Saw you've been waiting
I′m glad you made it
So glad you made it

Have you ever lost somebody?
Felt so helpless
Have you ever been so empty?
Have you ever run away?
Have you ever acted selfish?
Had to look the other way
I've never seen you act this headless
Have you ever missed something?
So close, but can't explain it
I had to look the other way
I′ve never seen you act this headless


Kept you waiting
I graduated
About my feelings
You saw I can do it
Saw you′ve been waiting
I'm glad you made it
So glad you made it
Kept you waiting
I graduated
About my feelings
I′m glad you made it
Got my shit together
Saw you've been waiting
I′m glad you made it
So glad you made it

Have you ever run away?
Have you ever acted selfish?
Had to look the other way
I've never seen you act this headless
Have you ever missed something?
So close, but can′t explain it
I had to look the other way
I've never seen you act this headless
Have you ever lost somebody?
Felt so helpless
Have you ever been so empty?
Have you ever run away?
Have you ever acted selfish?
Had to look the other way
I've never seen you act this headless
Have you ever missed something?
So close, but can′t explain it
I had to look the other way

Fading these figures, I′m instrumental
Waiting for something to implement
If I'm not supposed to be here, then I′m wasted at 32
And I couldn't even prepare for the loss
What could I do but cry?
Try to figure it out
The process is way too long
And I′m running out of time
And I'm smoking one for my boy
And I′m thinking about the tracks
That I never got to respond
And the day that I maxed out
You invited me over
And I was overcome
With feelings of being dumb
And not wanting to waste my time
But when I look back, sit back
And take back the regrets
RIP my boy Mac and
Got nothing left to say
Please don't take it the wrong way