Find My Peace

And if you maintain peace lemme know how it feel
I been filled with hurt & pain since my cousin got killed
Then Trump got elected, & my sister got ill
Y'all don't even know I tried to overdose on some pills
Still feeling those chills, God the only one can judge me
Had the girl of my dreams & then that shit turned ugly
She wasn't even wrong, it really was hard to trust me
Pushed her away for you hoes, but now a Nigga is lucky
Cause this life taught me that I could lose it all inna second
I been feeling too alone in this shit since a adolescent
I could only blame the cycle of living for my aggression
I was lashing out, mad at the world, led to possession
Of things that made me, Rico C, grow up much quicker
Had friends who played ball & ones that squeezed triggers
And most of them same niggas, is some of my fallen members
And I ball for em everyday, hope y'all remember
And they ask me what I think is my biggest pet peeve
Prolly u other rappers, giving more than I receive
Needed they love & support not material things
Longshot from that life, but a nigga can dream
Far from finished but I feel like sometimes the end is near
Niggas be hating bad, they not in my atmosphere
Homicidal agendas, they favorite door in the rear
Y'all mask it with fake love, the message is very clear

So the question that I ask is how can I find peace?
Niggas see me inna streets & wanna up they heat?
But the world stop & listen when I rap over beats
Even though I'm a king, it's hella stones at my feet
And then u gotta show a nigga that u never was sweet
The shit is valiant to them until they R.I.P
Move swifter, u know niggas at ya T.O.P
Pray to God I survive & I find my peace

Talkin to my brudda Scoot he say I need a Grammy
Imma a win a few & give my first one to our granny
Shoutout to my blood, getting married in Miami
See us all happy is a must, I up the ante
God took his time when molded me in Mickey
Made me sensible as fuck, I feel when niggas iffy
Niggas making slick remarks, I really feel the envy
They might backdoor you for a Johnnie's beef & Stimmy
If they say it's war, shit I'm going out like Tony
Cause certain niggas phony, everybody ain't my homie
Sometimes reaching pinnacles a leave a nigga lonely
But shit it's for the best, protect yo life & yours only
So find peace nigga!
Cause if you don't, then you gotta grab a piece nigga
And inna end, we might say Rest In Peace
Protect ya soul, made of gold, for yo peace nigga
So I'm hoping that we all find peace nigga