Gun Smoke

Rise from the Ashes: VL Deck & CEO Trayle's Gun Smoke Chronicles
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Lyrics

From the bottom, nigga

Expressing origins or starting from a challenging background.

I told lil' bro he gon'

Encouraging someone (lil' bro) that they will achieve success and wealth.

Be big with big money no capucino, fiend

Emphasizing the potential for significant financial success without deception (capucino, fiend).


Aight, Deck fifty on a new choke

Investing fifty units in a new venture.

Made it off of crack smoke

Achieving success despite a history of drug-related struggles.

I'm up now, fuck broke

Rejecting poverty, currently financially stable.

My side of town gunsmoke

Referring to a dangerous environment in the speaker's hometown.

I ride around with lawnmowers

Driving with heavy weaponry (lawnmowers).

So many straps, I own a gun store

Ownership of a substantial number of firearms, metaphorically comparing it to a gun store.

Load the gas, don't do coke aight, Deck

Preference for firearms over illegal substances.

Fifty on a new choke

Reiteration of success, rejection of poverty, and a dangerous environment.

Made it off of crack smoke

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I'm up now, fuck broke

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My side of town gunsmoke

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I ride around with lawnmowers

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So many straps, I own a gun store

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Load the gas, don't do coke

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My city under siege

Describing the city as under pressure or attack.

Full of priests, they rockin' B's

Mention of religious symbols (B's) and involvement in drug distribution.

Pushin' packs my pedigree

Engaged in drug trade based on family history (pedigree).

I fight for real, I never sleep

Emphasizing a commitment to a challenging lifestyle and deriving income from selling drugs.

I'm in the field, don't need no cleats

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My pension came from sellin' weed

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Fuck your plug, come shop with me

Promoting drug sales, competitive pricing, and boasting about financial success.

My prices cheap, I bet you eat

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I run through cases every week

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Come to codeine, I got scripts

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Don't see no drought, I'm plugged for real

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Thirty-four, I'm sellin' seals

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On beats, I trap, you hear my skills

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I rap the truth, I give 'em chills

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I sold sacks to pay the bills

Reflecting on past experiences, affirming success, and warning against leniency.

'Fore DJ Drama, had a grill

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Batcave with commas, easy kill

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Survive the jungle, clutchin' steel

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My empire built off digital scales

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The way I'm livin', it'll scare you

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I always won, I never fail

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I get you burnt, don't do no sparin'

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Yes, I rap, but not your average

Acknowledging a dual life of being a rapper and a person with a dangerous side.

With this Glock, boy, I'm a savage

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May need to stop doin' these Addies

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Fifty on a new choke

Repetition of success, rejection of poverty, and references to the dangerous environment.

Made it off of crack smoke

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I'm up now, fuck broke

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My side of town gunsmoke

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I ride around with lawnmowers

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So many straps, I own a gun store

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Load the gas, don't do coke aight, Deck

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Fifty on a new choke

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Made it off of crack smoke

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I'm up now, fuck broke

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My side of town gunsmoke

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I ride around with lawnmowers

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So many straps, I own a gun store

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Load the gas, don't do coke

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I spent fifty on a two-tone

Describing luxury spending, involvement in drug trade, and betrayal by someone trusted.

Grab the scale and bust a 'bow

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Saint John, Saint Martin, tuck a boat

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Get cold, I go Moncler the coat

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Like Alejandro with the coke

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We up the funds before we spoke

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Got them traphouse neighborhood hero

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Can't find a bigger backer door

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Got some fine lil' bitches baggin' dope

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Got double digi' bags for low

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Who rappin'? Might be Big Backdoor

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He found a schizophrenic flow

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A psycho, pull my mask down to the floor

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Crash just pulled down to your show

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DC divers, we gon' flow

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Just poured up fours with loyal bros

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I pay his lawyer fees and buy

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Him a new change of clothes

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Either he can go legit or he

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Can try again with 'bows

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I put my trust in him, and in the end

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That nigga told

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The streets ain't fit for Eminem

Stating that the streets are not suitable for everyone, asserting identity.

It's VL Deck and Big Backdoor

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Deck fifty on a new choke

Reiteration of success, rejection of poverty, and references to the dangerous environment.

Made it off of crack smoke

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I'm up now, fuck broke

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My side of town gunsmoke

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I ride around with lawnmowers

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So many straps, I own a gun store

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Load the gas, don't do coke aight, Deck

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Fifty on a new choke

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Made it off of crack smoke

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I'm up now, fuck broke

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My side of town gunsmoke

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I ride around with lawnmowers

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So many straps, I own a gun store

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Load the gas, don't do coke

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The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
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