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Peace Hardly

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  • 2020.09.11
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(Yeah, yeah, Neeko, you made that mothafuckin' beat?) (Ah, nah, you ain't make that motherfucker) (Oh Lord, Jetson made another one) I'm that lil' nigga not spendin' them M's I'm holdin' that shit like it's good, mmm I ain't hidin' my hand, they know what it is Leave the hood as soon as blood spill, boom Bring them sticks out, hood go crazy Show no love, straight homicide .45 Glock ain't got no safety In the North, we at war with the other side Fuck all you niggas, I'm strapped with my burner I'm tryna see what it is Swerve in that Bentley, hop out on a corner Make my way to LA on a Lear I see that your vision ain't looking too clear Them bodies get left in the field And them diamonds get set on a bezel And my mind stay set on a mil' All night, standin' on that corner We on go, we see 'em I'ma fly her in when I wanna 'Cause lil' shorty chill And that's all that matter, chit, no chatter And these hoes get cut like pills Bitch, don't run your mouth 'bout nothin' You know that ain't real I can barely get peace hardly Lie like they all in I see all these people just wanna scheme, I just wanna be When it's war, ain't no stallin' All night we be stalkin' Let's see where they hidin' or where they be We slangin' that heat, die in the street Hundred, two hundred, three hundred Four hundred, five hundred, six, add four more I'm really rich, I'ma spend that shit I'ma shoot the shit, got plenty of sticks One million, two million, three million Wanna be with a nigga, ho, add some more Why you worried 'bout me? You ain't here with me 'Til you prove with me you ain't innocent Wrong side, we gon' ride that bitch Tell shorty I say bring him right in the dead end Fuck if he alone, know how we get down Not sayin' nothin' wrong with some dead friends It's 187, we burnin' shit down Murder right in the town, they movin' in She ain't right for my heart, so I'm movin' out I'ma clear this bitch out if they mug again Now I'm back in this bitch, gotta thug again Full of Xans, I be toppin' it with a ten Dirty straps in that car when I'm with Lil' Ben Catch another, I ain't thinkin' another sin Get it to 'em, no talkin', no Motorola He gon' bang for that gang, ain't no switchin' over Travel out for them things, just him and soldiers For that money, be less, better pray it's over I can barely get peace hardly Lie like they all in I see all these people just wanna scheme, I just wanna be When it's war, ain't no stallin' All night we be stalkin' Let's see where they hidin' or where they be We slangin' that heat, die in the street Hundred, two hundred, three hundred Four hundred, five hundred, six, add four more I'm really rich, I'ma spend that shit I'ma shoot the shit, got plenty of sticks One million, two million, three million Wanna be with a nigga, ho, add some more Why you worried 'bout me? You ain't here with me 'Til you prove with me you ain't innocent I'm that lil' nigga not spendin' them M's I'm holdin' that shit like it's good, mmm I ain't hidin' my hand, they know what it is Leave the hood as soon as blood spill, boom Bring them sticks out, hood go crazy Show no love, straight homicide .45 Glock ain't got no safety In the North, we at war with the other side

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