Open Praise

(album: Peace "Fly" God - 2022)

Get your ass out here
Get your punk ass out here
Trick, snitch, bitch, shut the fuck up
'Fore you get that ass kicked, talking all that shit (Ayo, ayo)
I can see if you was really making a grip
But you punk ass niggas ain't on shit
Tell those hoes where you got that fat shit at (Brra)
Ayo, ayo, brra
Brra

Ayo, my pearls from Tiffany, she can't do shit to me (Can't do shit to me)
The Glock 10, lemon squeeze (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
All I need is a brick and a thousand fiends (And a thousand fiends)
Claire's first, pipe at the Sotheby's (At the Sotheby's)
Flip vs. Phil on Broadway and Miller (Ah)
I'm looking like a drug dealer (Looking like a drug dealer)
I'm looking like Paq at the fight, rocking silk, nigga (Woo)
I'm nothing like these rap niggas (Nothing like these rap niggas)
Pac'll get shitty with the VCR, Juice on bootleg
Headshot, doctor had to stitch his shit together (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
He only left with two dreads (Two dreads)
Race through Central Park and got the coupe back (Skrrt)
Ain't too many niggas where I'm from got brick money
Rest in peace, Prick, you was that nigga, you'd kill for me
(Rest in peace, Prick)
If 'Chine Gun was still living, you'd be that nigga, you'd kill for me

Ayo, love turned to envy 'cause I'm way up (Way up), way up (Way up), way up (Way up)
(Ayo, love, fuck these niggas)
Love turned to envy 'cause I'm way up (Way up), way up (Way up), way up (Way up)
(I went from a time and date to a Richard, nigga)
Love turned to envy 'cause I'm way up, way up (Way up), I'm way up (Way up)
(Four bedrooms to ten, nigga)
(Every car this year, nigga)
Love turned to envy 'cause I'm way up (Way up), way up (Way up), way up (Way up)
(I'd hate me too)
You gotta get your punk ass out