Finally Off Parole G Perico
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[Intro]
Yeah
G Perico
Finally off parole
'Bout go crazy on they ass
Shit don't stop
You know what I mean?
Look, uh
[Verse 1]
They done let me go, three years was way too long
Every month I had to see 'em twice, hot control
Now I feel free, 'bout to buy some new shit
And show the whole world how G Perico do shit
Now I can finally say how I feel on the real
They extended my shit and I kept on appealing
Hit the office in my beamer, always talking shit
I ain't been in trouble, fuck a job, I'm a crip
I got game from old niggas and game from rich niggas
My celly was a lifer, [?] that killed niggas
Uh, my real homies love to see me shining
They all know I ain't a rapper, I'm a convict
I failed a statistic now it's a whole different category
The one percent of rich niggas that's in the world
Gotta get close to it, bring my locs to it
Blue [?], drink 'nac' and then smoke to it
I lost money 'cross the country 'cause these motherfuckers
State parole, it's a bunch of punk motherfuckers
They done let gangster Gibs out
That just goes to show, watch the lies from a bitch mouth
Yeah
G Perico
Finally off parole
'Bout go crazy on they ass
Shit don't stop
You know what I mean?
Look, uh
[Verse 1]
They done let me go, three years was way too long
Every month I had to see 'em twice, hot control
Now I feel free, 'bout to buy some new shit
And show the whole world how G Perico do shit
Now I can finally say how I feel on the real
They extended my shit and I kept on appealing
Hit the office in my beamer, always talking shit
I ain't been in trouble, fuck a job, I'm a crip
I got game from old niggas and game from rich niggas
My celly was a lifer, [?] that killed niggas
Uh, my real homies love to see me shining
They all know I ain't a rapper, I'm a convict
I failed a statistic now it's a whole different category
The one percent of rich niggas that's in the world
Gotta get close to it, bring my locs to it
Blue [?], drink 'nac' and then smoke to it
I lost money 'cross the country 'cause these motherfuckers
State parole, it's a bunch of punk motherfuckers
They done let gangster Gibs out
That just goes to show, watch the lies from a bitch mouth
"Finally Off Parole" by G Perico, released in 2020, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of freedom, resilience, and the struggles of life after incarceration. The lyrics convey a sense of triumph and newfound hope, reflecting on past hardships. The beat features West Coast vibes, enhancing its cultural authenticity and connection to the genre's roots.
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