Peak

See I been thinking bout my life lately

How my life’s crazy

It’s kind of fucking with me

It you wanna hit me

Best you dickheads come and get me

I’m always round town

Ands always got it with me

Always on the road

Up and down, getting busy

Never home

Forever roming this fucking city

It’s a fucking pity

Why they wanna envy me

So fucking silly

Never could you end my spree

I’m a g

Until the lord sends for me

I cook beef

Koke’s got the recipe

I hope you cunts rest in peace

And stop hating on the next to be

I know why they vexed with me

Cos the flows like exstacy

I’m so live

Thats why your bitch is next to me

Hoes alive

Koke’s got sex appeal, no lie

I’m so north west for real

Couple of bags on my arm

Doctoring your bracelet

You think your hard

Then pussy come and take it

I have the doctor asking where your face went

The shots doops

And it can tell you where your waist went

Have these brains in

Brains on the pavement

Snitches in the station

Writing out statements

If he’s not patient

He ends up a patient

I put dutch on his head

Like a asian, blatant

I can see that their hating

Still money making

Great things, fire for the snake thing

Line him up and blaze him

Riding with the a-team