Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Peace (Freestyle), artist - Jpaulished. Date of issue: 20.11.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Peace (Freestyle) |
| I love the hate |
| Cause it makes me go harder then |
| All the fucking groups |
| That wouldn’t let me be apart of them |
| Now I got troops |
| And we moving like the army did |
| Dropped outta school |
| Had to give up on the partying |
| Now it’s full speed |
| Eyes up on the road |
| Got the peddle to the medal |
| Carmelo on the 4th |
| When the buzzer go off |
| Hit the 3 |
| Show off |
| Unfortunate event |
| Shoutout to count Olaf |
| When I’m in New York |
| Milly Rock |
| Odell with it |
| Bars so hot |
| They be like |
| Oh the hell with it |
| The boy too nice |
| I got soul |
| Like the bottom of some new nikes |
| Taking it to new heights |
| Chilling with the crew |
| Boy i’m 2 live |
| For any of the fuck shit |
| Hear my tunes bumping at the function |
| Oh is that JP? |
| I love him |
| What the girls say |
| Then they friends try to fuck him |
| Wow |
| Tryna to keep this shit pg |
| But it’s x rated when they see me |
| Game like Luigi |
| Controller in my hand |
| Play my life on the tv |
| Fly out to Japan |
| Do it weekly |
| Thats the life I see me |
| Living |
| Eating good |
| Like it’s thanksgiving |
| Feeling different |
| From my old self |
| Back when I had low self |
| Esteem |
| Now I feel like |
| I could melt the trees |
| I’m so hot even tho |
| I ain’t got degrees |
| So stop it please |
| If you comparing them to me |
| It like comparing any other girl |
| In the world to Rihanna |
| They ain’t even fucking |
| Half as hot |
| I mean |
| I’m higher than an astronaut |
| And your ass is not |
| So pass the shot |
| And take it face |
| Lets get drunker than an alcoholic |
| Girl I never chase |
| Like the cops |
| When you pulling over |
| Instead driving straight |
| But the funny thing is |
| I turn my car on |
| Pull away |
| Now I’m running |
| Like OJ |
| Going down the |
| Freeway |
| In the middle of LA |
| With my finger out the window |
| Screaming fuck 12 |
| Like I hate Tom Brady |
| But he a good cop |
| I think I fucked up maybe |
| And he calling in for back up |
| It’s a pissed off statey |
| But I can’t pull it over now |
| Fuck it going crazy |
| Switching lanes |
| Car is drifting |
| Cause it’s pouring fucking rain |
| And I feel like I lost my fucking brain |
| Then I awake |
| Shit |
| I think I go too drunk last night |
| Passed out on the couch |
| I fucking crashed right |
| Into the guard rail |
| When I looked down at the gas light |
| In that fucking dream |
| Real life |
| There’s a flask right |
| Next to me |
| It’s filled up with some Hennessy |
| I pour that shit down the drain |
| And go back back to tendencies |
| Of tryna make it out the fucking bottom |
| So I can pop a bottle |
| And actually have that shit mean something |
| Like we celebrating |
| I’m at the club drunk and hella famous |
| You know it’s always off top |
| I decapitate it |
| I want the number one spot |
| And there’s no debating |
| I’m the realest and you not |
| Boy it’s cause you fake it |
| I just live my fucking life |
| Give a fuck what you think |
| While you at a fucking a party |
| Throwing up in a sink |
| I’ll be walking into barney’s |
| Copping everything I see |
| And you know I’m fucking squad deep |
| Money to the team |
| And I’m feeling fucking awesome |
| Saint Laurent boost self esteem |
| And it’s funny that i’m poppin |
| Often used to fucking suck to be me |
| Losing money out in Boston |
| What it costed to succeed |
| Tryna book a trip cali |
| Staying balanced like a beam |
| Young JP |
| On a mission for the green |
| But more important than that |
| To spread this fucking message that I preach |
| Yeah |
| Yeah |
| Yeah |
| Yeah |
| Yeah |
| Yeah |
| And that’s peace |