Peace In Hell
I want to know ow ow ow
I want to know ow ow ow
I want to know ow ow ow
Why the fuck you're bringing me on the low ow ow ow
(Yeah, yeah)
I'm overhead yeah I'm high ground (pow)
Pull up again with a new sound (that's it)
I run the city like face down (face down)
They wanna know how it goes down (goes down)
Give me the cash, put in on the counter
I grind a lot but it's undercover (undercover)
Emo vibes, I'm a true lover
Suicide, I won't never ever
I think about it but it's not clever
I run around town getting better
Baby stay around cause she loves cheddar
Why you're so down, bitch you have my sweater
I've been here with the same dudes
Roll around with the same crew (pow)
No matter what have you been through
There's so much that we can do (pow)
Cigarette like a parfume (yeah)
Nicotine is going through (ay)
God telling me that I can't lose (uh uh)
I can't lose, no I can't lose (uh uh)
Fakes gone, that's good news (yeah)
Memories in my tattoos (that's it)
I'm the same, not brand new (brand new)
Baby baby come in my room
I want to know ow ow ow (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I want to know ow ow ow (grrr pow)
I want to know ow ow ow (that's it, that's it)
Why the fuck you're bringing me on the low ow ow ow (yeah, yeah)
Uh Wellsito (yeah)
Cooking hot bars, I'm an oven (yeah)
Could do it deaf like Beethoven (nah nah nah)
Scope on his head, put an hole in (nah nah nah)
For all this rap I be chosen (yeah)
Grindin' and rappin' all night never stoppin' no bite
He's just barking no fight he's just talkin'
Think he's the main and he thinks he's gon' make it
He can't even start and he can't even face it
Look at it back (look at it back)
Took a dub, she's an L (dub she's an L)
Right in the trap
My heart, yeah he fell (heart yeah he fell)
Too fast, I attached (fast I attached)
Now my head live in hell (yeah)
Blackhand, she gon' fall
Right through his mail
Right through his mail
Never gon' fail
Right, she's gon' sail
Know she's gon' bail and I know she's gon' bail
Rocking this beat, I'm a rockstar
Like I'm Polo, I'm going for rapstars
Like I'm Pop, I be aiming for the stars
On the edge and I hope that I don't fall
Clapping her back and I know she's gon' call back
Stuffing the stats and I know they don't fall back
(And I know they don't fall back)
I want to know ow ow ow
I want to know ow ow ow
Why the fuck you're bringing me on the low ow ow ow
(Yeah, yeah)
I'm overhead yeah I'm high ground (pow)
Pull up again with a new sound (that's it)
I run the city like face down (face down)
They wanna know how it goes down (goes down)
Give me the cash, put in on the counter
I grind a lot but it's undercover (undercover)
Emo vibes, I'm a true lover
Suicide, I won't never ever
I think about it but it's not clever
I run around town getting better
Baby stay around cause she loves cheddar
Why you're so down, bitch you have my sweater
I've been here with the same dudes
Roll around with the same crew (pow)
No matter what have you been through
There's so much that we can do (pow)
Cigarette like a parfume (yeah)
Nicotine is going through (ay)
God telling me that I can't lose (uh uh)
I can't lose, no I can't lose (uh uh)
Fakes gone, that's good news (yeah)
Memories in my tattoos (that's it)
I'm the same, not brand new (brand new)
Baby baby come in my room
I want to know ow ow ow (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I want to know ow ow ow (grrr pow)
I want to know ow ow ow (that's it, that's it)
Why the fuck you're bringing me on the low ow ow ow (yeah, yeah)
Uh Wellsito (yeah)
Cooking hot bars, I'm an oven (yeah)
Could do it deaf like Beethoven (nah nah nah)
Scope on his head, put an hole in (nah nah nah)
For all this rap I be chosen (yeah)
Grindin' and rappin' all night never stoppin' no bite
He's just barking no fight he's just talkin'
Think he's the main and he thinks he's gon' make it
He can't even start and he can't even face it
Look at it back (look at it back)
Took a dub, she's an L (dub she's an L)
Right in the trap
My heart, yeah he fell (heart yeah he fell)
Too fast, I attached (fast I attached)
Now my head live in hell (yeah)
Blackhand, she gon' fall
Right through his mail
Right through his mail
Never gon' fail
Right, she's gon' sail
Know she's gon' bail and I know she's gon' bail
Rocking this beat, I'm a rockstar
Like I'm Polo, I'm going for rapstars
Like I'm Pop, I be aiming for the stars
On the edge and I hope that I don't fall
Clapping her back and I know she's gon' call back
Stuffing the stats and I know they don't fall back
(And I know they don't fall back)
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Writer(s): Simard Julien
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