Peace Hardly
(Yeah, yeah, Neeko, you made that mo- beat)
(Ah, nah, you ain't make that mo-)
(Oh, Lord, Jetson made another one)
I'm that lil' - not spendin' them M's
I'm holdin' that - like it's good, hmm
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
- all you -, 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 - get cut like pills
-, 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
Hun', two hun', three hun'
Four hun', five hun', six, add four more
I'm really rich, I'ma spend that -
I'ma shoot the -, got plenty of sticks
One mil', two mil', three mil'
Wanna be with a -, 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 -
Tell shorty I say bring him right in the dead end
- if he alone, know how we get down
Not sayin' nothin' wrong with some dead friends
It's 187, we burnin' - 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 - 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
Hun', two hun', three hun'
Four hun', five hun', six, add four more
I'm really rich, I'ma spend that -
I'ma shoot the -, got plenty of sticks
One mil', two mil', three mil'
Wanna be with a -, 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' - not spendin' them M's
I'm holdin' that - 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
(Ah, nah, you ain't make that mo-)
(Oh, Lord, Jetson made another one)
I'm that lil' - not spendin' them M's
I'm holdin' that - like it's good, hmm
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
- all you -, 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 - get cut like pills
-, 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
Hun', two hun', three hun'
Four hun', five hun', six, add four more
I'm really rich, I'ma spend that -
I'ma shoot the -, got plenty of sticks
One mil', two mil', three mil'
Wanna be with a -, 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 -
Tell shorty I say bring him right in the dead end
- if he alone, know how we get down
Not sayin' nothin' wrong with some dead friends
It's 187, we burnin' - 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 - 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
Hun', two hun', three hun'
Four hun', five hun', six, add four more
I'm really rich, I'ma spend that -
I'ma shoot the -, got plenty of sticks
One mil', two mil', three mil'
Wanna be with a -, 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' - not spendin' them M's
I'm holdin' that - 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
Credits
Writer(s): Kentrell Gaulden, Tahj Morgan, Dondre Moore, Tobias Fagerstroem
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