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Bradyy - At Peace (Freestyle) Lyrics



Bradyy - At Peace (Freestyle) Lyrics
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Yeah
Finally at peace
No more nights sleeping on the streets
On benches not covered by sheets yeah
We lived through that
Worse than being poor practically homeless yeah
I find peace in making songs
Because it helps me know I'm not the only one who feels wrong
When I need help who knows who imma call?
Who would answer their phone?
No one answers when I call
It's like I was thrown away and lied to by my peers
Then when I succeeded they turned a blind eye and disappeared
Counting money all by myself
I got money so why is no one here?
Honestly would give it all away
To just have a pretty woman by my side
But we all know that when the money's gone
The women up and disappear
Tempted by drugs and liquor it's getting hard to persevere
Shit it's been one hell of a year
Last year now we in a new year
Wanna make a few more m's this year
I want being poor to no longer be a fear
Of mine or my mother's yeah
I've lost too many brothers
They've either been killed or killed themselves
I know so many in them prison cells
Let them out the pound
The crack doesn't sell itself
I know that's why they there
But they just needed to feed themselves
Never would travel when we did they weren't nice hotels
But now we in penthouses
Where the elevators need a key to get to your level
Bury me with a diamond studded shovel
So many times I regret saying I love you
'Cause love never seems to last
If it did why is there so much trauma in my past?
Yeah in my past
Uh
How long will this music shit last?
That's a question I ask myself a lot
I got some good shit going now
But how long before it all falls down?
Just need to be able to pay the bills
Don't gotta be a billionaire
Just make a few dollar bills
But I mean shit being rich would be cool
Not caring how much something costs
And just tossing money in the pool
Or burning it
Just like she did to my trust
Every woman just seems to f*ck me up
They get their dinners paid for
And get f*cked for what?
Just for one hell of a night?
So you can say you slept with me before I even blew up right?
Yeah I know the reasons
Obviously I don't care
Sleeping with tens a few times a week
And going out for fancy dinners
It's like a small price for a high reward
This type of lifestyle never ever slows
But it's the way I live
Don't think I'll ever settle down
Prolly have some kids
But maybe I'm wrong
Who will the woman to prove me wrong?
Yeah prove me wrong
Uh
You know I came from the dirt
So why do you think it's funny to say shit like that?
You know that shit hurts
Sayin' that I'm some rich kid
But then I think back to the small portioned meals
And the overdue bills
And I just start to cry
Why do people depict me as this?
I don't know why
Is it all because I'm white?
So if I'm white I'm rich?
If I'm colored I'm poor?
There's societies first problem
Then people blame it on others
When they were just following along
When they were just following along
Yeah
Shit got deep and I ain't mean for it to
This shit a freestyle never know where it's gonna get you
People say sometimes I just talk on a track
But I guess I get paid more to talk
Then you do at your nine to five job
Killing this shit this beat is under the ground
But that's my opinion
When I say I'm the most underrated in my city
That's just my opinion
But when is it my turn to blow
When it is my turn to show
Show that I have what it takes
I don't even gotta rhyme
And my flow is better than half these fake ass rappers
People write they shit for 'em
Won't catch no one writing for me
I'm the only one getting paid
The only one getting paid is me
I'll say it before and I'll say it again
I don't really f*ck with percents
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Yeah
Finally at peace
No more nights sleeping on the streets
On benches not covered by sheets yeah
We lived through that
Worse than being poor practically homeless yeah
I find peace in making songs
Because it helps me know I'm not the only one who feels wrong
When I need help who knows who imma call?
Who would answer their phone?
No one answers when I call
It's like I was thrown away and lied to by my peers
Then when I succeeded they turned a blind eye and disappeared
Counting money all by myself
I got money so why is no one here?
Honestly would give it all away
To just have a pretty woman by my side
But we all know that when the money's gone
The women up and disappear
Tempted by drugs and liquor it's getting hard to persevere
Shit it's been one hell of a year
Last year now we in a new year
Wanna make a few more m's this year
I want being poor to no longer be a fear
Of mine or my mother's yeah
I've lost too many brothers
They've either been killed or killed themselves
I know so many in them prison cells
Let them out the pound
The crack doesn't sell itself
I know that's why they there
But they just needed to feed themselves
Never would travel when we did they weren't nice hotels
But now we in penthouses
Where the elevators need a key to get to your level
Bury me with a diamond studded shovel
So many times I regret saying I love you
'Cause love never seems to last
If it did why is there so much trauma in my past?
Yeah in my past
Uh
How long will this music shit last?
That's a question I ask myself a lot
I got some good shit going now
But how long before it all falls down?
Just need to be able to pay the bills
Don't gotta be a billionaire
Just make a few dollar bills
But I mean shit being rich would be cool
Not caring how much something costs
And just tossing money in the pool
Or burning it
Just like she did to my trust
Every woman just seems to f*ck me up
They get their dinners paid for
And get f*cked for what?
Just for one hell of a night?
So you can say you slept with me before I even blew up right?
Yeah I know the reasons
Obviously I don't care
Sleeping with tens a few times a week
And going out for fancy dinners
It's like a small price for a high reward
This type of lifestyle never ever slows
But it's the way I live
Don't think I'll ever settle down
Prolly have some kids
But maybe I'm wrong
Who will the woman to prove me wrong?
Yeah prove me wrong
Uh
You know I came from the dirt
So why do you think it's funny to say shit like that?
You know that shit hurts
Sayin' that I'm some rich kid
But then I think back to the small portioned meals
And the overdue bills
And I just start to cry
Why do people depict me as this?
I don't know why
Is it all because I'm white?
So if I'm white I'm rich?
If I'm colored I'm poor?
There's societies first problem
Then people blame it on others
When they were just following along
When they were just following along
Yeah
Shit got deep and I ain't mean for it to
This shit a freestyle never know where it's gonna get you
People say sometimes I just talk on a track
But I guess I get paid more to talk
Then you do at your nine to five job
Killing this shit this beat is under the ground
But that's my opinion
When I say I'm the most underrated in my city
That's just my opinion
But when is it my turn to blow
When it is my turn to show
Show that I have what it takes
I don't even gotta rhyme
And my flow is better than half these fake ass rappers
People write they shit for 'em
Won't catch no one writing for me
I'm the only one getting paid
The only one getting paid is me
I'll say it before and I'll say it again
I don't really f*ck with percents
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Writer: Brady Molkentine
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