Good morning, people, I'm the one that y'all been sleepin' on
Shit, it's the Reaper, I'm the one your bitch been creepin' on
Hello, nice to meet you, I'm the one niggas been hatin' on
I knew this shit would come since I was daydreamin' in read along
But it's cool, I let him hate shit, cause each is own
I don't f*ck with dog, but me and his girl seem to get along
She's say when he not around is when she really like to play my songs
And when she rip the streets, all her friends love to sing along
Damn, see, I should probably leave this treesh alone
Hell nah, bitch, I'm lyin'
Stuff this wood and put a mental on
I'm known to snap on every track and black out on these f*ckin' songs
Dog, I swear I'm too lit, I just seen SpongeBob with Cheech and Chong
Shit, somebody get my bag, I need another ounce
I'm an anxious arsonist, I'm burnin' woods to calm down
Every time I'm sober, I realize my granny's not around
But when I spark this tree, I'm next to heaven, on the closest cloud
High out my mind, but somehow I still feel more focused now
I'm soarin' over shit that they've been prayin' on to hold me down
Lil' ole Peso, he grew up into the man now
I was born to be big, I couldn't fit my brother's hand-me-downs
Bitches that I grew apart from wishin' we was closer now
They know that I'm next to P.O.P., so they wanna hold it down
She said she gon' see me later, I said, it's gon' be awhile
I'd rather drop some dick off, break her heart, and leave out with a smile
My money dumb, but I'm the furthest thing from stupid
Maybe prudent, as the f*ck But I'ma still talk foolish,
I can know the whole plot, bet I still act clueless
I done read this play before, she had her chance, she blew it
That's a double entendre for niggas too
Or for the women I should say for the women out there
Unlockin' my phone just to get locked in
Airplane mode, don't want no talkin'
Ghosting these hoes swiftly and often
Because going Rowgue is my only option
Paying close attention, the enemies out here plotting
Secret shopper flow but refrainin' from pocket watching
I can't help to notice all of the pleas that y'all coppin'
Who said that they f*ckin wit P?
Nigga stop it!
Cause I just hit this mirror and seen the only thing that's stopping me
Honestly, the oppositions? Yea they all obsolete
Minuscule men never really made a good comp for me
I never stress about a threat, I been restin' comfortably
Peso Targaryen, born to be the f*ckin' king
Quick to burn a wood so ain't no single tree that's stumping me
My momma and my daddy always taught my ass that talk was cheap
So now I make these niggas pay the cost to hear the bosses speak
You ain't talkin money? Then the conversation obsolete
Bags under my eyes match the same the ones that's controlling me
I done lost some friends, fumbled 10s, and I'm losing Z's
But f*ck em all and f*ck amends if that means I ain't losing cheese
Nigga!
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English
Good morning, people, I'm the one that y'all been sleepin' on
Shit, it's the Reaper, I'm the one your bitch been creepin' on
Hello, nice to meet you, I'm the one niggas been hatin' on
I knew this shit would come since I was daydreamin' in read along
But it's cool, I let him hate shit, cause each is own
I don't f*ck with dog, but me and his girl seem to get along
She's say when he not around is when she really like to play my songs
And when she rip the streets, all her friends love to sing along
Damn, see, I should probably leave this treesh alone
Hell nah, bitch, I'm lyin'
Stuff this wood and put a mental on
I'm known to snap on every track and black out on these f*ckin' songs
Dog, I swear I'm too lit, I just seen SpongeBob with Cheech and Chong
Shit, somebody get my bag, I need another ounce
I'm an anxious arsonist, I'm burnin' woods to calm down
Every time I'm sober, I realize my granny's not around
But when I spark this tree, I'm next to heaven, on the closest cloud
High out my mind, but somehow I still feel more focused now
I'm soarin' over shit that they've been prayin' on to hold me down
Lil' ole Peso, he grew up into the man now
I was born to be big, I couldn't fit my brother's hand-me-downs
Bitches that I grew apart from wishin' we was closer now
They know that I'm next to P.O.P., so they wanna hold it down
She said she gon' see me later, I said, it's gon' be awhile
I'd rather drop some dick off, break her heart, and leave out with a smile
My money dumb, but I'm the furthest thing from stupid
Maybe prudent, as the f*ck But I'ma still talk foolish,
I can know the whole plot, bet I still act clueless
I done read this play before, she had her chance, she blew it
That's a double entendre for niggas too
Or for the women I should say for the women out there
Unlockin' my phone just to get locked in
Airplane mode, don't want no talkin'
Ghosting these hoes swiftly and often
Because going Rowgue is my only option
Paying close attention, the enemies out here plotting
Secret shopper flow but refrainin' from pocket watching
I can't help to notice all of the pleas that y'all coppin'
Who said that they f*ckin wit P?
Nigga stop it!
Cause I just hit this mirror and seen the only thing that's stopping me
Honestly, the oppositions? Yea they all obsolete
Minuscule men never really made a good comp for me
I never stress about a threat, I been restin' comfortably
Peso Targaryen, born to be the f*ckin' king
Quick to burn a wood so ain't no single tree that's stumping me
My momma and my daddy always taught my ass that talk was cheap
So now I make these niggas pay the cost to hear the bosses speak
You ain't talkin money? Then the conversation obsolete
Bags under my eyes match the same the ones that's controlling me
I done lost some friends, fumbled 10s, and I'm losing Z's
But f*ck em all and f*ck amends if that means I ain't losing cheese
Nigga!
Shit, it's the Reaper, I'm the one your bitch been creepin' on
Hello, nice to meet you, I'm the one niggas been hatin' on
I knew this shit would come since I was daydreamin' in read along
But it's cool, I let him hate shit, cause each is own
I don't f*ck with dog, but me and his girl seem to get along
She's say when he not around is when she really like to play my songs
And when she rip the streets, all her friends love to sing along
Damn, see, I should probably leave this treesh alone
Hell nah, bitch, I'm lyin'
Stuff this wood and put a mental on
I'm known to snap on every track and black out on these f*ckin' songs
Dog, I swear I'm too lit, I just seen SpongeBob with Cheech and Chong
Shit, somebody get my bag, I need another ounce
I'm an anxious arsonist, I'm burnin' woods to calm down
Every time I'm sober, I realize my granny's not around
But when I spark this tree, I'm next to heaven, on the closest cloud
High out my mind, but somehow I still feel more focused now
I'm soarin' over shit that they've been prayin' on to hold me down
Lil' ole Peso, he grew up into the man now
I was born to be big, I couldn't fit my brother's hand-me-downs
Bitches that I grew apart from wishin' we was closer now
They know that I'm next to P.O.P., so they wanna hold it down
She said she gon' see me later, I said, it's gon' be awhile
I'd rather drop some dick off, break her heart, and leave out with a smile
My money dumb, but I'm the furthest thing from stupid
Maybe prudent, as the f*ck But I'ma still talk foolish,
I can know the whole plot, bet I still act clueless
I done read this play before, she had her chance, she blew it
That's a double entendre for niggas too
Or for the women I should say for the women out there
Unlockin' my phone just to get locked in
Airplane mode, don't want no talkin'
Ghosting these hoes swiftly and often
Because going Rowgue is my only option
Paying close attention, the enemies out here plotting
Secret shopper flow but refrainin' from pocket watching
I can't help to notice all of the pleas that y'all coppin'
Who said that they f*ckin wit P?
Nigga stop it!
Cause I just hit this mirror and seen the only thing that's stopping me
Honestly, the oppositions? Yea they all obsolete
Minuscule men never really made a good comp for me
I never stress about a threat, I been restin' comfortably
Peso Targaryen, born to be the f*ckin' king
Quick to burn a wood so ain't no single tree that's stumping me
My momma and my daddy always taught my ass that talk was cheap
So now I make these niggas pay the cost to hear the bosses speak
You ain't talkin money? Then the conversation obsolete
Bags under my eyes match the same the ones that's controlling me
I done lost some friends, fumbled 10s, and I'm losing Z's
But f*ck em all and f*ck amends if that means I ain't losing cheese
Nigga!
Writer: Jalen Burton
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