There will be no peace
If they don't let me in
Ima earthquake the beats till I
Disturb the streets
And now they're my streets
Been cooking in the booth
I could front a couple keys
While they yap like a bunch of
Chun Li's
Raining on these hot heads
F*cking up my breeze
I kicked it off, no where to go
She took a knee
When her f*cking head's out of
Control where that Aleve
When she's Tylenol doming
My pole, how could I leave
What's ironic is the radio station was
Playing breathe
Laid back Mack I'm on the scene
I'm trying take off, I need NASA
On my team
I mean this shit is A,B,C F'ing with
A n***a lead to G's
And we know all the rats love
Cheese
But I'm Harlem made cheese
They're going have to pay fees believe that
Boy I been I terror I just had to get
My lean back
Now watch em lean back
I done had 1, no 2
I don't know how many drink I been through
The twisting of the fingers in the air
Mean the crew
And shorty in my ear asking what we going
Do
I'm on fire, feeling myself
I'm on fire feeling myself
I done had 1, no 2
I don't know how many drink I been through
I love women, I mean really
This bad boy been puffing on em
Lil Diddy
My new bitch pretty ask my Ex-girl
Brittany
These niggas semi-hot, and I'm just spitting
Like the semi popped
Henny bopped, She want the D
So she don't need the rock
Made it to the spot, I'm
Impeding her body Phoenix
She started talking my ear off she had
A thesis
About niggas Skeeting and leaving
I'm like Jesus
You don't have to find a reason to leave
Me to my lonesome
I'm drunk enough I can get my own nut
She be like you playing games
Nah I'm coaching hun
But I'm bout to eat at this game until
I'm bloated up
All in her head like the weave that
She's sewing up
They're watching like the Bikers in the hood
Should I throw it up
America the land of the lawful, lawless
I'll pause this, cause I've done seen the
Loses
I done had 1, no 2
I don't know how many drink I been through
The twisting of the fingers in the air
Mean the crew
And shorty in my ear asking what we going
Do
I'm on fire, feeling myself
I'm on fire feeling myself
I done had 1, no 2
I don't know how many drink I been through
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There will be no peace
If they don't let me in
Ima earthquake the beats till I
Disturb the streets
And now they're my streets
Been cooking in the booth
I could front a couple keys
While they yap like a bunch of
Chun Li's
Raining on these hot heads
F*cking up my breeze
I kicked it off, no where to go
She took a knee
When her f*cking head's out of
Control where that Aleve
When she's Tylenol doming
My pole, how could I leave
What's ironic is the radio station was
Playing breathe
Laid back Mack I'm on the scene
I'm trying take off, I need NASA
On my team
I mean this shit is A,B,C F'ing with
A n***a lead to G's
And we know all the rats love
Cheese
But I'm Harlem made cheese
They're going have to pay fees believe that
Boy I been I terror I just had to get
My lean back
Now watch em lean back
I done had 1, no 2
I don't know how many drink I been through
The twisting of the fingers in the air
Mean the crew
And shorty in my ear asking what we going
Do
I'm on fire, feeling myself
I'm on fire feeling myself
I done had 1, no 2
I don't know how many drink I been through
I love women, I mean really
This bad boy been puffing on em
Lil Diddy
My new bitch pretty ask my Ex-girl
Brittany
These niggas semi-hot, and I'm just spitting
Like the semi popped
Henny bopped, She want the D
So she don't need the rock
Made it to the spot, I'm
Impeding her body Phoenix
She started talking my ear off she had
A thesis
About niggas Skeeting and leaving
I'm like Jesus
You don't have to find a reason to leave
Me to my lonesome
I'm drunk enough I can get my own nut
She be like you playing games
Nah I'm coaching hun
But I'm bout to eat at this game until
I'm bloated up
All in her head like the weave that
She's sewing up
They're watching like the Bikers in the hood
Should I throw it up
America the land of the lawful, lawless
I'll pause this, cause I've done seen the
Loses
I done had 1, no 2
I don't know how many drink I been through
The twisting of the fingers in the air
Mean the crew
And shorty in my ear asking what we going
Do
I'm on fire, feeling myself
I'm on fire feeling myself
I done had 1, no 2
I don't know how many drink I been through
If they don't let me in
Ima earthquake the beats till I
Disturb the streets
And now they're my streets
Been cooking in the booth
I could front a couple keys
While they yap like a bunch of
Chun Li's
Raining on these hot heads
F*cking up my breeze
I kicked it off, no where to go
She took a knee
When her f*cking head's out of
Control where that Aleve
When she's Tylenol doming
My pole, how could I leave
What's ironic is the radio station was
Playing breathe
Laid back Mack I'm on the scene
I'm trying take off, I need NASA
On my team
I mean this shit is A,B,C F'ing with
A n***a lead to G's
And we know all the rats love
Cheese
But I'm Harlem made cheese
They're going have to pay fees believe that
Boy I been I terror I just had to get
My lean back
Now watch em lean back
I done had 1, no 2
I don't know how many drink I been through
The twisting of the fingers in the air
Mean the crew
And shorty in my ear asking what we going
Do
I'm on fire, feeling myself
I'm on fire feeling myself
I done had 1, no 2
I don't know how many drink I been through
I love women, I mean really
This bad boy been puffing on em
Lil Diddy
My new bitch pretty ask my Ex-girl
Brittany
These niggas semi-hot, and I'm just spitting
Like the semi popped
Henny bopped, She want the D
So she don't need the rock
Made it to the spot, I'm
Impeding her body Phoenix
She started talking my ear off she had
A thesis
About niggas Skeeting and leaving
I'm like Jesus
You don't have to find a reason to leave
Me to my lonesome
I'm drunk enough I can get my own nut
She be like you playing games
Nah I'm coaching hun
But I'm bout to eat at this game until
I'm bloated up
All in her head like the weave that
She's sewing up
They're watching like the Bikers in the hood
Should I throw it up
America the land of the lawful, lawless
I'll pause this, cause I've done seen the
Loses
I done had 1, no 2
I don't know how many drink I been through
The twisting of the fingers in the air
Mean the crew
And shorty in my ear asking what we going
Do
I'm on fire, feeling myself
I'm on fire feeling myself
I done had 1, no 2
I don't know how many drink I been through
Writer: Isaiah Harris
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