Peter Petrelli
Remember Semi,
No one here can know I am royalty
We must appear to be no different than the average man
I will not say a word
So many days I've been slaving just to make this work
Quit my job been broke been down been lost been hurt
And now I'm waiting for everyone to see the boy is first
Peter Petrelli is this gift I got a blessing or a curse
All I know is that I want it all want it more
Rest in peace to all the rappers that I'm coming for
Bullets for the devil we aint gonna fall no
I got the whole ends listening like oh no
Like turn this up and show me love
I'm way too hot I'm glowing up
Don't miss the drop its coming up
S
L-O-N the D-O-N the west side
And no one really makes it from the west side
Too close to the top I'll get it next time
I'll get it next time
Don't trap but boy I come with the best lines
Don't stress God's time is the best time
Living out my dream what the F is a bed time
And when I'm there she knows it's get to the bed time
And I just wanna I just wanna make it
Tour the world and play my songs in different places
Give some mulla to my sisters like take this
Andook I know we had it rough I'm bout to change it
And I just wanna I just wanna get right
Private jet with all my bruddas bout to get high
Flying over to the Grammys on the next flight
I'm 'bout to blow up like I'm Peter Petrelli
Like Peter Petrelli like oh no
And look I know I know they don't really love me
They don't really love me like oh no
I'm 'bout to blow up like I'm Peter Petrelli
Like Peter Petrelli like oh no
And look I know I know they don't really love me
They don't really love me like oh no
One time for the real g's
One time for the real g's (one time for the)
They're getting money and it's clean
They're getting money and it's filthy
But I don't blame em cos it's real g
And life ain't easy do you feel me
And I try to do good
But see the haters wanna kill me
But I aint scared no
I ain't scared I came prepared
I came with J I came with Tevs
I got the Lord I got my pen
I'll kill the game I wont repent
Man it's way too easy
Flows so dirty flows so greazy
Do this all day but my g's might need me
Do this all day but girl wan see D
I'm 'bout to blow up like I'm Peter Petrelli
Like Peter Petrelli like oh no
And look I know I know they don't really love me
They don't really love me like oh no
I'm 'bout to blow up like I'm Peter Petrelli
Like Peter Petrelli like oh no
And look I know I know they don't really love me
They don't really love me like oh no
No one here can know I am royalty
We must appear to be no different than the average man
I will not say a word
So many days I've been slaving just to make this work
Quit my job been broke been down been lost been hurt
And now I'm waiting for everyone to see the boy is first
Peter Petrelli is this gift I got a blessing or a curse
All I know is that I want it all want it more
Rest in peace to all the rappers that I'm coming for
Bullets for the devil we aint gonna fall no
I got the whole ends listening like oh no
Like turn this up and show me love
I'm way too hot I'm glowing up
Don't miss the drop its coming up
S
L-O-N the D-O-N the west side
And no one really makes it from the west side
Too close to the top I'll get it next time
I'll get it next time
Don't trap but boy I come with the best lines
Don't stress God's time is the best time
Living out my dream what the F is a bed time
And when I'm there she knows it's get to the bed time
And I just wanna I just wanna make it
Tour the world and play my songs in different places
Give some mulla to my sisters like take this
Andook I know we had it rough I'm bout to change it
And I just wanna I just wanna get right
Private jet with all my bruddas bout to get high
Flying over to the Grammys on the next flight
I'm 'bout to blow up like I'm Peter Petrelli
Like Peter Petrelli like oh no
And look I know I know they don't really love me
They don't really love me like oh no
I'm 'bout to blow up like I'm Peter Petrelli
Like Peter Petrelli like oh no
And look I know I know they don't really love me
They don't really love me like oh no
One time for the real g's
One time for the real g's (one time for the)
They're getting money and it's clean
They're getting money and it's filthy
But I don't blame em cos it's real g
And life ain't easy do you feel me
And I try to do good
But see the haters wanna kill me
But I aint scared no
I ain't scared I came prepared
I came with J I came with Tevs
I got the Lord I got my pen
I'll kill the game I wont repent
Man it's way too easy
Flows so dirty flows so greazy
Do this all day but my g's might need me
Do this all day but girl wan see D
I'm 'bout to blow up like I'm Peter Petrelli
Like Peter Petrelli like oh no
And look I know I know they don't really love me
They don't really love me like oh no
I'm 'bout to blow up like I'm Peter Petrelli
Like Peter Petrelli like oh no
And look I know I know they don't really love me
They don't really love me like oh no
Credits
Writer(s): David Olubi
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