Peaches & Herb Ché Noir (Ft. Ransom)

[Che Noir]
Uh, turn me up
Turn it up a little bit in the headphones
Uh huh
It’s just so soulful, damn
Yeah, uh yo

I been through hell had a angel throwing me ice
A free thinker but a rich man sold you advice
Heard it cost to be a boss
Well I tell them show me the price
You can always tell what’s real when exposed to the light
Ain’t no peace, I got my feet planted firm
Lived in the south for two years, came back was speaking with slurs
Learned to forgive, I understood you only teach what you’ve learned
I ridе these streets windows down playing Peachеs and Herb
I sing every word
Spend the evening with a radio for hours I thought of
How the industry is weak, I’ve come to scour the slaughter
Crooked system we survived that trade power for dollars
Kill our kids then feed us meat made out of powder and water
Ain’t no well wishes, send my haters to hell twitchin’
Hit the gym twice or a week off days I eat kale dishes
Tour money paying bills, so I’m booked 'til I scale riches
Invested in a shop just in case I don’t sell tickets
Embraced loses cause it’s shit that you gotta learn
The top ain’t for everyone, only a few got a turn
You gotta show ‘em by your actions, gotta prove by your words
Got my foot in the door by knocking down the do not disturb
Uh, yeah
I got a twisted way how I deal with niggas
Dismember bodies from soul that’s like a skill to niggas
Ain’t drop my album yet made some rappers get scared and give up
So knowing they wanna die is better than killing niggas
That's facts