Parkland
Trade my piece
For some peace
Trade my guns
For my sons
Even though they unborn
Know one day I'll have one
Trade my piece
For my peace
Trade my guns
For my son
Even though they unborn
Know one Day I'll have one
Assault rifles
Laying in the hallways
Bought at Walmart
Nigga these aint even throw aways
What you mean to say
That you got them over counter?
I gotta stay prepared for
Whatever I encounter
They go for two grand
But the sale was discounted
And just how many bullets fired
Man you couldn't count them if you tried
Sound alone brings
Tears to your eyes
This one was for my birthday
I really was surprised
A shiny four five
And that's a big bullet so
If I choose to pull it
Better kiss your life good-bye
And an AK, next to the
Playstation
That .357
Don't jam it stay Spraying
Do it for the culture
Terror era, Mind full of torture
If you get a glimpse
It repulse ya
I think I feel diminished so
My image it'll bolster I mean
Don't I look tough with this holster?
Don't I? I don't know?
Maybe it's time to hang it up
Trade my piece
For my Peace
Trade my Guns
For my Sons
Even though they unborn
Know one Day
I'll have one
Trade my Piece
For my Peace
Trade my Guns
For my sons
Even though they Unborn
Know one Day
I'll have
For some peace
Trade my guns
For my sons
Even though they unborn
Know one day I'll have one
Trade my piece
For my peace
Trade my guns
For my son
Even though they unborn
Know one Day I'll have one
Assault rifles
Laying in the hallways
Bought at Walmart
Nigga these aint even throw aways
What you mean to say
That you got them over counter?
I gotta stay prepared for
Whatever I encounter
They go for two grand
But the sale was discounted
And just how many bullets fired
Man you couldn't count them if you tried
Sound alone brings
Tears to your eyes
This one was for my birthday
I really was surprised
A shiny four five
And that's a big bullet so
If I choose to pull it
Better kiss your life good-bye
And an AK, next to the
Playstation
That .357
Don't jam it stay Spraying
Do it for the culture
Terror era, Mind full of torture
If you get a glimpse
It repulse ya
I think I feel diminished so
My image it'll bolster I mean
Don't I look tough with this holster?
Don't I? I don't know?
Maybe it's time to hang it up
Trade my piece
For my Peace
Trade my Guns
For my Sons
Even though they unborn
Know one Day
I'll have one
Trade my Piece
For my Peace
Trade my Guns
For my sons
Even though they Unborn
Know one Day
I'll have
Credits
Writer(s): Kade Carnohan-holder
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