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No Peace

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  • 2024.11.08
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I'ma just (Ayo, V1z, you fuckin' crazy) Hold on The fuck? What up? With who? Who? For real? Alright, say no more Hey, hey, they just say a rap nigga dissed me Before that, he wanted a feature, pussy nigga, ain't shit free I ball on niggas, I'm too elite, I can't go OT I was on some tricky shit, they done fucked 'round and brought out the old me Nigga, I don't never be speakin' on shit, but ain't nan' one of these niggas ho me Nigga, I wave red flags, I don't wave no white flags, I don't want no peace Heard I got him whacked when he joced me, still called him broski What the fuck you think I'ma do to a nigga that don't even know me? Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo, you pussies did it Nigga, I'm simply made for bad bitches, why these niggas be on my dick? Fuck 'round, pop me a nigga, no Diddy, nigga, I'm the first lil' kid that did We them fuckin' young niggas, don't send shit up without no switches You a pussy-ass lyin' bitch, see me slidin' in a two-tone, nigga, that's my shit Retarded-ass lil' nigga, you don't even look like you fuckin' on fine shit I'll probably give her a fifteen-ball just to fuck on a dime bitch For bodies, I'ma give out twenty-five hundred, them youngins'll go try to slime shit Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo, why the fuck y'all get me started? Nigga, my whole fuckin' hood know I'm heartless Nigga, they tryna sell out on me, make me tarnished Hey, get low, them youngins I'm with, them youngins shoot up parties, woo I got M's like I'm Meek Milly And I fuck with Meek, but a nigga that diss me can't even make it out the city I'm a real big Blood, go and ask, I'm a main Billy I ain't never whacked a nigga? What the fuck you on, nigga, is you silly? Hey, hey, they just say a rap nigga dissed me Before that, he wanted a feature, pussy nigga, ain't shit free I ball on niggas, I'm too elite, I can't go OT I was on some tricky shit, they done fucked 'round and brought out the old me Nigga, I don't never be speakin' on shit, but ain't nan' one of these niggas ho me Nigga, I wave red flags, I don't wave no white flags, I don't want no peace Heard I got him whacked when he joced me, still called him broski What the fuck you think I'ma do to a nigga that don't even know me? Juries-talkin'-ass nigga, Spanish-walkin'-ass nigga A nigga act like my ex-bitch, pull them panties out your ass, nigga Come to the Yams tryna vacay, fuck 'round, send them gravediggers I don't even stunt you broke-ass, whack-ass niggas, I'm out here paid with it Niggas cap 'bout catchin' me slippin', who? Nigga, I'm stayin' with it I be talkin' 'bout all them M's 'cause, bitch, I'm G and stayin' litty Pop out by myself Whole world done see me go through what I went through, nigga, I ain't need no help Treat a skinny-ass nigga like I'm daddy, nigga, go get my belt Ayy, nigga, I ain't gon' lie, nigga I ain't take this shit, none of this shit personal, nigga Ayy, nigga, I stayed quiet when you niggas dissed me, nigga I just been buildin' this shit up, nigga, fuck a nigga I'm out here with it, nigga You dig? Kickin' shit just like jiu-jitsu Got your chain snatched two times, fuck that drill rapper too I got country killers, these cornbread-eatin'-ass niggas, they whackin' too These niggas I hang with still on Facebook, they don't got no IG moves And these niggas ain't even go to school Yes, these niggas, they know to shoot Rowdy Rebel, Rowdy who? I don't even know who the fuck is fool All these pussy-ass niggas food All these rap niggas pickin' sides My whole city pull homicides Boston Richey too bonafide When I hit my city, bitch, I'm outside These niggas can't even go outside Last nigga played, you know he died I don't even do this rappin' shit I'm ready to let that window down Talk like that 'cause I'm a real fuckin' Florida nigga I got Goyard bags by the ten, real bag hoarder, nigga Check these diamonds up in my mouth cost way more than a quarter, nigga And I know a nigga gon' get punched in it, when I'm out, record a nigga How many hats you bought? Nigga, I ain't trippin', I can afford a nigga Fuck a rap nigga, get your chain took when you in Florida, nigga On God, think twice before you niggas diss Boston Real shit popper, ask 'em how shit crossed 'em We'll take the SI, nigga can't speak 'cause the blick called him Fake-ass trappin' nigga, go and ask him how much the brick cost him. I'm a real street nigga Real trick nigga, lotta money, nigga, I be shit talkin' Yeah, nigga I don't, ayy, yeah, nigga, that's how this shit go, nigga, you dig me? Don't diss me

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