MARKED FOR DEATH PE$O PETE
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[Producer Tag: amore]
Heheheh, amore (amore, amore, amore)
[Intro: PE$O PETE]
Yeah
[Chorus: PE$O PETE]
If I see a dumb fuck tryna clutch, then I'm slayin' it (Yeah)
Opened up wit' anger since you don't know who you playin' wit'
Posted on the moon wit' Dedboii, that's just where they stationed him
He was too complacent, his complainin' is what's painin' him
If I see a dumb fuck tryna clutch, then I'm slayin' it
Open-Opened up wit' anger since you don't know who you playin' wit'
Posted on the moon wit' Dedboii, that's just where they stationed him
I just reached under my seat and I done pulled out whеre the laser is
[Verse: PE$O PETE]
Said that shit on WHITEBEARD!, promisе ain't nobody stoppin' him
Read that with power, imbue energy for opulence (Wrist)
PE$O keep on usin' the same flow, that's where the problem is
They confusin' keepin' steady strides as monotonous
I done seen yo' movements, had my agents do reconnaissance (Yup)
You must have no stamina, yo' bitches prolly toppin' it (Uh)
Foreplay forty minutes, nut in minutes my hypothesis (Woah)
She feelin' my aura, bein' honest is anomalous, rockin' it
She said I'm a winner, she a prophetess, scholarship
She gave me lobotomy, trust I had to honor it (Yeah, aye!)
Knew that rap was promising, I just needed polishing
So don't even talk to me, don't need no apology (Nope, never)
I just need to focus, get precision my weed offerin' (Light)
I was in his head rent-free, on my Socrates, wait! (Wait!)
Do not bother me (Aye!)
So much paper from our fuego, I'mma stack it like I'm authorin' (Damn!)
Say you with the homies, but what homies is you honoring?
Linked with the clink, each dap hit like soldering
That's just how we grew up (Grew up)
I seen bitches choose up (Choose up)
Wait, stop that hollering
No use even bothering (Yeah)
Shoulda stuck wit' honesty
That fuckin' up the prophecy
This shit my biography
Everything you say a probably, wait
I'mma tell you modestly (Yeah!)
This shit gon' end horribly (What?!)
Shoulda thought logically (Bitch!)
Choppa harm him bodily (No!)
Heheheh, amore (amore, amore, amore)
[Intro: PE$O PETE]
Yeah
[Chorus: PE$O PETE]
If I see a dumb fuck tryna clutch, then I'm slayin' it (Yeah)
Opened up wit' anger since you don't know who you playin' wit'
Posted on the moon wit' Dedboii, that's just where they stationed him
He was too complacent, his complainin' is what's painin' him
If I see a dumb fuck tryna clutch, then I'm slayin' it
Open-Opened up wit' anger since you don't know who you playin' wit'
Posted on the moon wit' Dedboii, that's just where they stationed him
I just reached under my seat and I done pulled out whеre the laser is
[Verse: PE$O PETE]
Said that shit on WHITEBEARD!, promisе ain't nobody stoppin' him
Read that with power, imbue energy for opulence (Wrist)
PE$O keep on usin' the same flow, that's where the problem is
They confusin' keepin' steady strides as monotonous
I done seen yo' movements, had my agents do reconnaissance (Yup)
You must have no stamina, yo' bitches prolly toppin' it (Uh)
Foreplay forty minutes, nut in minutes my hypothesis (Woah)
She feelin' my aura, bein' honest is anomalous, rockin' it
She said I'm a winner, she a prophetess, scholarship
She gave me lobotomy, trust I had to honor it (Yeah, aye!)
Knew that rap was promising, I just needed polishing
So don't even talk to me, don't need no apology (Nope, never)
I just need to focus, get precision my weed offerin' (Light)
I was in his head rent-free, on my Socrates, wait! (Wait!)
Do not bother me (Aye!)
So much paper from our fuego, I'mma stack it like I'm authorin' (Damn!)
Say you with the homies, but what homies is you honoring?
Linked with the clink, each dap hit like soldering
That's just how we grew up (Grew up)
I seen bitches choose up (Choose up)
Wait, stop that hollering
No use even bothering (Yeah)
Shoulda stuck wit' honesty
That fuckin' up the prophecy
This shit my biography
Everything you say a probably, wait
I'mma tell you modestly (Yeah!)
This shit gon' end horribly (What?!)
Shoulda thought logically (Bitch!)
Choppa harm him bodily (No!)
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