Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song At Peace, artist - Cdot Honcho. Date of issue: 14.01.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
At Peace |
| Aye, I ain’t rich but I ain’t broke, feel like i’m in the middle; |
| Through trial and error this experience was consequential |
| Now they can’t fuck with me no more, okay thats evidential |
| These niggas ain’t playin fair no more thats why you gotta keep it with you |
| Soon as shit go left my niggas got right to get up with em |
| They on they page like a fan just to keep up with em |
| Finna buy a new Glock with a twin where I can creep up wit em |
| Leave em sleepin wit em; |
| Send em to the reaper with em |
| And that’s my cousin not my frind bet im rollin wit em |
| You bettr know we don’t care if the car stolen |
| I used to do the stealin, (in audible) name a Glock |
| Double teamin left a nigga wide open; |
| Its a lot of shit we want |
| We just gotta try one of them not reaching for my chain that’s how you could die |
| Your mama ain’t cried in so long that’s when she’ll cry |
| We gone leave steam coming out your hole like your mama pie |
| I just waited on my turn I ain’t wonder why, I ain’t expect |
| Shit from that hoe she wasn’t one of mine; |
| I ain’t expect that nigga to be loyal |
| Different bloodlines; |
| I ain’t expect none of this to become just from writing |
| rhymes |
| Yea I was in a dark cloud tryna see through it, And to my |
| Niggas fighting cases hope they beat the shit, foenem got a clip clip you can |
| see through it |
| Leave holes through yo ribs through we see through it |
| And no he not up in my lane i dont compete with him, after my dick been all |
| through her brain |
| She go to sleep with him, after how much I spent on my chain I shouldn’t |
| Even speak to him; |
| You ain’t getting money thats yo homie |
| You just be with him, I just bumped a lil bitch and her homie im |
| Finna leave with them; |
| See where foe nem at, they on the block im finna link |
| with them |
| They can’t hit my blunt but pour up shots, yea i’ll drink with them |
| And these bitches tryna ride the boat, so we sinkin them |
| Niggas pullin up thinking that its that so we stinkin them |
| And my pockets fat like it see dollars and be eatin them |
| Oh he a bodybuilder, I got hot shit that’ll weaken him; |
| When we |
| Catch him I feel bad for anybody seen with him, All I got is me |
| And all the guys you see me with them; |
| Got it from the dirt I swear to god |
| I ain’t never leavin them, Police tryna stop me finna go on a high speed with |
| them |
| And they see the car they ain’t surprised when i’m leavin them |
| All the haters out here in disguise but i’m peepin them, you might |
| Get wet up right with yo guys cause you be with them, yea you 15 |
| Rell gave you the rest he wanted a piece of him, his homie wanna retaliate |
| Finna put they ass at peace with him, HA |