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At Peace

 

At Peace

(album: H5 - 2020)


Aye turn that bitch up glory
(She asks alot about he bear)

Aye, I ain't rich but I ain't broke, feel like I'm in the middle
Through trial and error this experience was consequential
Now they can't fuck with me no more, okay thats evidential
These niggas ain't playin fair no more thats why you gotta keep it with you
Soon as shit go left my niggas got right to get up with em
They on they page like a fan just to keep up with em
Finna buy a new Glock with a twin rock, I'll creep up wit em
Leave em sleeping wit em, send em to the reaper with em
And that's my cousin not my friend bet im rollin wit em
You better know we don't care if the car stolen
I used to do the stealing, now I shout but in the open
Name a Glock, double teaming, left a nigga wide open
Its a lot of shit we want, we just gotta try
One of them not reaching for my chain that's how you could die
Your mama ain't cried in so long that's when she'll cry
We gon' leave steam coming out your holes like your mama pie
I just waited on my turn I ain't wonder why
I ain't expect shit from that hoe, she wasn't one of mine
I ain't expect that nigga to be loyal, different bloodlines
I ain't expect none of this to become just from writing rhymes
Yhea I was in a dark cloud tryna see through it, and to my
Niggas fighting cases hope they beat the shit
Foenem got a clip, clip, you can see through it
Leave holes in yo ribs through we see through it
And no he not up in my lane I don't compete with him
After my dick been all through her brain, she go to sleep with him
After how much I spent on my chain, I shouldn't even speak to him
You ain't getting money thats yo homie, you just be with him
I just bumped a lil bitch and her homie im finna leave with them
See where foenem at, they on the block im finna link with them
They can't hit my blunt but pour up shots, yhea I'll drink with them
And these bitches tryna ride the boat, so we sinkin them
Niggas pullin up thinking that its that, that we stinkin them
And my pockets fat like it see dollars and be eatin them
Oh he a bodybuilder, I got hot shit that'll weaken him
When we catch him, I feel bad for anybody seen with him
All I got is me and all the guys you see me with them
Got it from the dirt I swear to god I ain't never leaving them
Police tryna stop me finna go on a high speed with them
And they see the car they ain't surprised when I'm leaving them
All the haters out here in disguise but I'm peeping them
You might get wet up right with yo guys cause you be with them
Yhea you 15, Rell gave you the rest he wanted a piece of him
His homie wanna retaliate, finna put they ass at peace with him
Ha (Ha)

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