Nike's on the ground with my head to the sky. Smoke all day, Lord knows I stay high. Stay on top, Lord knows I'm gon' try. — Young Jeezy Copy Share Image
“I mean the things that we have and that we think are so solid—they're like smoke, and time is like the sky that the smoke disappears into. You know how wreath of smoke goes up from a chimney, and seems… — Booth Tarkington Copy Share Image
