Peter

By Simbaa

Released on August 12, 2014

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Peter


[Verse 1]

Bright lights and open curtains

Fuck them dim lights- them dim lights is hell'uh worse'em

False claim an Olympian now watch me torch'em the pain scorching weed that'll cocaine your cobain brain that shit is potent nigga burn in eternal flames

Flip the scripture on the plus signs because there's an unworthness I can't explain

Who do I trust in the land of my richies never these women

And niggas move suspicious so I gotta move wit precision and handle my business like Frank Lucas in the kitchen cooking that dirty chicken tryna put that fur coat on

But these pigs is tryna decomission this approaching mission

Feeling like I'm earning the wrong credentials, borrowed presidentials convenient yet essential but only a rental-stupid nigga they bench u look towards the Gemini side, me myself and I and god as a person in whom I repent to

I do what born sinners do sorry mama I'm only looking for your mental something eeZzzy breZzzy that I can leave a dent through


[Chorus]

Not hoping for miracles this christmas niggas now days is trip pin

Tempting the smith'n but I ignore the fear and-spit- the-ether-peter

Parents be like crack kills well mama I kill crack

Bitches is cold in the summer well I gotta a coldasac

Niggas got coke up they nose like we brought polars back on the track I am crack, hotter than blocks spilita-splat cut the riffraff

Ima bad mutha-uh like shaft

No disrespect ima chilled dude seems what we hold sacred isn't values is value I put time in for your heart like john Q

I'm like fuck it

It's just us boyz in the hood

Ain't no such thing as half way crooks losing to many ricky's to think is all good when its all good

Wit the tunes I kept it classical went into depth when it came to the math-matical

Something tactical bitch niggas is to opinionated let's kick the

Actual factuals because u ain't talking practical

Fuck a niggas state I'm tryna multiply my real estate don't let the puppet master's shackle you

Visions of cali

Life up in L.A- death is Destin-

Racing against my demons so there is where I rather lose this relay

And to not pass-away as one the greatest is like a delay


[Chorus]