BREEZE and PEACE (feat. Donte Thomas)
Down to my last chance
Last joint
Last dollar
Fixed the hole in my wallet hoping that'll solve the problem but nah
Just add it to the list of the reasons I'm ducked off
If there's a reason I don't get through this evening, I love yall
Put nothing above yall
When it gets complicated get back up and wipe the dust off
See your observations, taking notes hoping it rubs off
Feel like Las Vegas
Playing cards, hoping that the chance are in my favor
Empire State of mind, I'm shooting for the sky scrapers
Assalamualaikum
Until the day I meet my maker
Try to give the Lord more of me and promise I'll be faithful
Keeping adding up more, the more I eat, like times table
Do the math
Whatever they're making you pay, bet I get half for that
Got a bag
Ran into the bank and I pulled out the cash
Matter fact, niggas been ducking like it's Aflac
Run it back
Get on a track and run me another lap
We gone make it out
Praying the police don't take me out
I'm just trying to breathe
With my mind at ease
All these enemies
Someone please
Let me get a breeze
Can I get some peace
We gone make it out
Praying the police don't take me out
I'm just trying to breathe
With my mind at ease
All these enemies
Someone please
Let me get a breeze
Can I get some peace, peace
Practice plenty patience
Tend to obligations
Moving calculated you could change a generation
It was me Donte and Corey
Just harassing him for more beats
Said this time they better feel it, so we gotta tell our story
Peep the options out, be damned if I pay for you to record me
Steady shopping round, pitch to every label, some ignored me
Some really tried to whore me
Some really kinda bored me
Some even tried to take and run like if they was the only one
Im never too good to admit the times I've been wrong
How you expect me to give percentage, when I pinned song
Get lost
I ain't jumping round, this ain't no criss cross
Waiting for my big break like biscoff
Produce or it's no juice
Giving hell and giving peace signs
Every inch that we climb, they're hoping for a decline
We never fall
For what it took
They got a problem, fuck em all
Dropped a song
Made you look
Watch what we do in front of yall
Swear to gawd
Cause we gone make it out
Praying the police don't take me out
I'm just trying to breathe
With my mind at ease
All these enemies
Someone please
Let me get a breeze
Can I get some peace
We gone make it out
Praying the police don't take me out
I'm just trying to breathe
With my mind at ease
All these enemies
Someone please
Let me get a breeze
Can I get some peace, peace
Last joint
Last dollar
Fixed the hole in my wallet hoping that'll solve the problem but nah
Just add it to the list of the reasons I'm ducked off
If there's a reason I don't get through this evening, I love yall
Put nothing above yall
When it gets complicated get back up and wipe the dust off
See your observations, taking notes hoping it rubs off
Feel like Las Vegas
Playing cards, hoping that the chance are in my favor
Empire State of mind, I'm shooting for the sky scrapers
Assalamualaikum
Until the day I meet my maker
Try to give the Lord more of me and promise I'll be faithful
Keeping adding up more, the more I eat, like times table
Do the math
Whatever they're making you pay, bet I get half for that
Got a bag
Ran into the bank and I pulled out the cash
Matter fact, niggas been ducking like it's Aflac
Run it back
Get on a track and run me another lap
We gone make it out
Praying the police don't take me out
I'm just trying to breathe
With my mind at ease
All these enemies
Someone please
Let me get a breeze
Can I get some peace
We gone make it out
Praying the police don't take me out
I'm just trying to breathe
With my mind at ease
All these enemies
Someone please
Let me get a breeze
Can I get some peace, peace
Practice plenty patience
Tend to obligations
Moving calculated you could change a generation
It was me Donte and Corey
Just harassing him for more beats
Said this time they better feel it, so we gotta tell our story
Peep the options out, be damned if I pay for you to record me
Steady shopping round, pitch to every label, some ignored me
Some really tried to whore me
Some really kinda bored me
Some even tried to take and run like if they was the only one
Im never too good to admit the times I've been wrong
How you expect me to give percentage, when I pinned song
Get lost
I ain't jumping round, this ain't no criss cross
Waiting for my big break like biscoff
Produce or it's no juice
Giving hell and giving peace signs
Every inch that we climb, they're hoping for a decline
We never fall
For what it took
They got a problem, fuck em all
Dropped a song
Made you look
Watch what we do in front of yall
Swear to gawd
Cause we gone make it out
Praying the police don't take me out
I'm just trying to breathe
With my mind at ease
All these enemies
Someone please
Let me get a breeze
Can I get some peace
We gone make it out
Praying the police don't take me out
I'm just trying to breathe
With my mind at ease
All these enemies
Someone please
Let me get a breeze
Can I get some peace, peace
Credits
Writer(s): Corey Griffin, Donte Thomas, William Hayes
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