Peace List (Radio Edit)

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I give my people hope like a pastor Pull up in a ghost I'm with kasper in these streets
I'm a beast, you can't take out a factor Nah you cannot take out a stepper, I stomp
I run to that check like my name forrest gump I come with the bag, I can't go for a front
I ain't talkin' bout food, but these bullets, we lunch

And they eat up the opps opp ho swear she where she love me, then give up the
drop Other than that, im gon think you setup
If you ain't getting no money, just listen, shut up
cause the shit on the floor like sum tile, I ran this shit up more then miles, wow

If You reach for this  chain shoot the crowd, Nah for real, I ain't goin' for shit, throw
a fist like a child I ain't mad, I'm just throwin' on fabric
Seem like he want the clip, so I let his ahh have it
Cause he a actor, he steady acting these bullets be smackin

Ready to purge, we get active in traffic Just Give me the word, I'll pull up deliver
I'm the shit like a turd , so they always gon' jock
Even had my old ho tryna come spin da block Don't get hit in yo fro cuz, we buss at the top
Why not buss at his top, we already at the top

N we can't afford losing he ain't with his bitch, so that puss, I'm abusing
I'm fuckin' ha good n ha money, I'm using get shot in yo face if you try to pursue
Me you gon' meet heaven gates and you gon' meet the toolie
Dealin' wit so much pain, now a nigga just numb

Cause I act a fool, that don't mean that I'm dumb
They been hatin' Jano, cause I don't hold my tongue
They hate more and more when your money get long
Better cherish the Skrilla, cause it really kill ya when you lose it all

Niggas won't feel you when you at your lowest I got that loud, they complainin' about noise
I'm puffin' clouds za hit checks like it's floyd
I ran it up miles, cause we make money pile If you play in the crowd, everybody get destroyed
Nah you cannot take out stepper I stomp I  run to that check like my name forest gump

I come with the bag, I can't go for a front I ain't talkin' bout food, but these bullies, we lunch
And they eat up the opps ho swear she love me , den give up the drop
Other den that, I'm gon think you set up If you ain't getting no money, just listen, shut up
Cause the shit on the floor sum tile I ran this shit up more than miles, wow

if you reach for the chain, shoot the crowd nah for real, I ain't goin' for shit, throwin fits like a child

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