P3ac3 Video (MV)

I just want to smoke in peace with my homies
Count this paper with the ones that really know me
I say a prayer for the hatas that provoke me
I pray to God I don't get caught up with the police
Cuz I got dirt but I'm just tryna live in peace
I put in work cuz I'm just tryna live in peace
I got dirt but I'm just tryna live in peace
Put in work and I'm just tryna live in peace

I smoke a blunt after a day of being stressed out
People catching guillotines for tryna stick their necks out
Your girl tryna write me I don't need a pen pal
Fresh to death you'll catch me in my coffin dressed down
I got people around me but I'm still lonely
My shooter shooting with his left like he Ginobili
All this pain I gotta bear call me smokey
I pray to God these f*cking haters don't provoke me
Every day I wake up wake up tryna go and get it
Making moves with Trip we whipping like I'm in the kitchen
So official with no whistle f*ck with me get penalized
I be smoking so much weed you'd think it's legalized
Smoking passion fruit that shit gon give me more life
Virgin inner circle you know my clique so tight
All these fakes getting cut like umbilicals
A f*cking day full of peace would be a miracle

I just want to smoke in peace with my homies
Count this paper with the ones that really know me
I say a prayer for the hatas that provoke me
I pray to God I don't get caught up with the police
Cuz I got dirt but I'm just tryna live in peace
I put in work cuz I'm just tryna live in peace
I got dirt but I'm just tryna live in peace
Put in work and I'm just tryna live in peace

I whip my dick out
Its f*ck the world
I'll never trust a woman much less even trust a girl
They say that life is sweet well where the f*cks my chocolate swirl
Saying it's a cold world give me back my sweatshirt Earl
Trust is like a skinny bitch no f*cking body
My dick get rode when it be popping like a f*cking lolli
These dudes got no muscle but they f*cking cocky
They can't cut it with the bullshit don't know karate
This is my hobby
I'll call you out on your bullshit I got Verizon
These rappers they suck at writing but good at typing
Did my time I never snitched my conscience is at peace
Ima rest in peace homie you gon rest in pieces
Half you people turn to rats over f*cking cheese
Say a prayer hope you never cross me I ain't Jesus
I don't talk to no one only business conversations
NGE the clique you can't get an invitation

I just want to smoke in peace with my homies
Count this paper with the ones that really know me
I say a prayer for the hatas that provoke me
I pray to God I don't get caught up with the police
Cuz I got dirt but I'm just tryna live in peace
I put in work cuz I'm just tryna live in peace
I got dirt but I'm just tryna live in peace
Put in work and I'm just tryna live in peace