Saba - Secondhand Smoke lyrics

[Hook: Noname Gypsy & Saba] How about me you and them Steal the lungs to the top of our endings? C'est la vie, say you love me Smoke for me, smoke for me [Verse 1: Saba] Uh Saba got them secondhand smoke raps I feel like a second citizen in my own land Uh, my neighbor got shot in the a** And I was probably seconds away from that Uh, I'm six feet with a second inch Sorry I'm rambling, I needed a second to vent Uh, cause I don't really think I know how And I don't really think "she" is the proper pronoun To describe the town that turned into a window Hopes and dreams, beliefs and things, that all thrown out the window Scrambling and people screaming, we look out the window Cause me and Walter just thought it was fireworks I mean it is like July second, it feels like July second It's hot like July fourth And off contact, my eyes sore But my contacts still wanted see everything but the lord The only view I knew needed a vice And I needed advice, f** that I needed a christ Cause, I only pray I can do numbers on the internet And that they don't think I'm too intricate But that they can accept my ignorance I wasted my time on her, she probably owe me a year I don't owe ya'll sh** but I feel ya'll owe me an ear Uh, yo I be up and I can't lounge Secondhand smoke, hear the blunts in the background [Hook] [Verse 2] The second guess is as good as the first one right? I figure I would give it life Waiting on the second coming he a second late So why not drop my second tape?