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Peech - A Lot Lyrics



Peech - A Lot Lyrics




Been through a lot, up in they faces
Don't blow up the spot, I don't tell cops
She feeling my cadence, Im feeling her up
I gotta mop, she hate when I do that
I'm gettin us funds, I cannot stop
I promised my mother I'll make it, im makin it up
I said
My fault, stay home, do what I do
That fame, it calls, I cannot sleep till it do what it do
My brain, don't stop, I do not miss said I'm shakin' the room
I do not miss, I'm not playing the fool
Been thru a lot, I do not blame em
For getting caught up but they talking a lot
I gotta blame em for bringing me up
They do not know what I been thru
To get where I am wasn't simple
now it's me on my lonely in my room
Rapping away what I been thru
Too late, Too late for sorries
I hate, fake love cause money
I'm in, that black Ferrari
She was, my day 1 shorty
She fake, switched up for nothing
I made this for you shorty
You left, cub back u funny
Thinking I care bout you

Been through a lot, up in they faces
Don't blow up the spot, I don't tell cops
She feeling my cadence, Im feeling her up
I gotta mop, she hate when I do that
I'm gettin us funds, I cannot stop
I promised my mother I'll make it, im makin it up
I said
My fault, stay home, do what I do
That fame, it calls, I cannot sleep till it do what it do
My brain, don't stop, I do not miss said I'm shakin' the room
I do not miss, I'm not playing the fool

Left me in the dust, everything that I did it was for u
You know my heart crushed when u left saying this wasn't for u
But now that i'm up crawling back, well baby im evolving
Realized where i'm at and im not coming back
I'm not Coming back there for you

Been through a lot, up in they faces
Don't blow up the spot, I don't tell cops
She feeling my cadence, Im feeling her up
I gotta mop, she hate when I do that
I'm gettin us funds, I cannot stop
I promised my mother I'll make it, im makin it up
I said
My fault, stay home, do what I do
That fame, it calls, I cannot sleep till it do what it do
My brain, don't stop, I do not miss said I'm shakin' the room
I do not miss, I'm not playing the fool
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Been through a lot, up in they faces
Don't blow up the spot, I don't tell cops
She feeling my cadence, Im feeling her up
I gotta mop, she hate when I do that
I'm gettin us funds, I cannot stop
I promised my mother I'll make it, im makin it up
I said
My fault, stay home, do what I do
That fame, it calls, I cannot sleep till it do what it do
My brain, don't stop, I do not miss said I'm shakin' the room
I do not miss, I'm not playing the fool
Been thru a lot, I do not blame em
For getting caught up but they talking a lot
I gotta blame em for bringing me up
They do not know what I been thru
To get where I am wasn't simple
now it's me on my lonely in my room
Rapping away what I been thru
Too late, Too late for sorries
I hate, fake love cause money
I'm in, that black Ferrari
She was, my day 1 shorty
She fake, switched up for nothing
I made this for you shorty
You left, cub back u funny
Thinking I care bout you

Been through a lot, up in they faces
Don't blow up the spot, I don't tell cops
She feeling my cadence, Im feeling her up
I gotta mop, she hate when I do that
I'm gettin us funds, I cannot stop
I promised my mother I'll make it, im makin it up
I said
My fault, stay home, do what I do
That fame, it calls, I cannot sleep till it do what it do
My brain, don't stop, I do not miss said I'm shakin' the room
I do not miss, I'm not playing the fool

Left me in the dust, everything that I did it was for u
You know my heart crushed when u left saying this wasn't for u
But now that i'm up crawling back, well baby im evolving
Realized where i'm at and im not coming back
I'm not Coming back there for you

Been through a lot, up in they faces
Don't blow up the spot, I don't tell cops
She feeling my cadence, Im feeling her up
I gotta mop, she hate when I do that
I'm gettin us funds, I cannot stop
I promised my mother I'll make it, im makin it up
I said
My fault, stay home, do what I do
That fame, it calls, I cannot sleep till it do what it do
My brain, don't stop, I do not miss said I'm shakin' the room
I do not miss, I'm not playing the fool
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Writer: Harry Hays Lawson
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

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Performed By: Peech
Language: English
Length: 2:30
Written by: Harry Hays Lawson
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