[Intro: PE$O PETE & [?]]
I do this for a living (Heheheh)
I remember already
Trust me (I don't know, I mean like, a lot of, a lot of the songs, that you be showin' me, bruh, they always be soundin' like they missing something)
Weh-Weh-Weh (I don't know, [?])
You're not allowed to talk on me, you're not allowed to talk on me 'til you get into the booth ([?])
Crazy (What you talkin' 'bout?)
I don't know 'bout that
[Producer Tag: ssjlamar & [?]]
lamar, hey
[Chorus: PE$O PETE]
When I'm in my city, man, I have no issue
Solid gold on me, no stones, boy, I am simple
When I'm in my city, man, I have no issue (When I'm in my city, man, I have no issue)
I know some demons that's ready to hit you
Back where I'm from, it take money to get through
All of this dumb shit I had to go through
Bitches be trippin, they tryna own you
Who the fuck PE$O? I swear I don't know you
Smokin' this spliff what it take to forgot you
When I'm in my city, man, I have no issue
Solid gold on me, no stones, boy, I am simple
[Verse 1: OmarCameUp]
I sprained my wrist, now it's cold like a igloo
Sendin' my shots, boy you know I won't miss you
You turned your back, now it's hard to forgive you
Speedin' the track, I see you through my rear-view
Turn to the mess, walkin' like I can't hear you
I do this for a living (Heheheh)
I remember already
Trust me (I don't know, I mean like, a lot of, a lot of the songs, that you be showin' me, bruh, they always be soundin' like they missing something)
Weh-Weh-Weh (I don't know, [?])
You're not allowed to talk on me, you're not allowed to talk on me 'til you get into the booth ([?])
Crazy (What you talkin' 'bout?)
I don't know 'bout that
[Producer Tag: ssjlamar & [?]]
lamar, hey
[Chorus: PE$O PETE]
When I'm in my city, man, I have no issue
Solid gold on me, no stones, boy, I am simple
When I'm in my city, man, I have no issue (When I'm in my city, man, I have no issue)
I know some demons that's ready to hit you
Back where I'm from, it take money to get through
All of this dumb shit I had to go through
Bitches be trippin, they tryna own you
Who the fuck PE$O? I swear I don't know you
Smokin' this spliff what it take to forgot you
When I'm in my city, man, I have no issue
Solid gold on me, no stones, boy, I am simple
[Verse 1: OmarCameUp]
I sprained my wrist, now it's cold like a igloo
Sendin' my shots, boy you know I won't miss you
You turned your back, now it's hard to forgive you
Speedin' the track, I see you through my rear-view
Turn to the mess, walkin' like I can't hear you
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