Simi rolling speakers boomin bitch Im not nice
Loco with the flow tho turn that so so music off yikes
Lets call a truce, I'll give yall niggas a clue
I brought the poison, pouring out of the goose
The way I move, open the way for the dude
I am not one to play, leave you singing the blues
Contracts, I handle and I produce
You abuse, bout as useful as Jussie up in the noose
Dynasty with the moves and no, I will not lose
This the age of internet where they will watch you
Clock and pop, digital op and drop you
Dance to the rhythms of nots and leave you dumb bruised
Stones cast from perfect figures with no past
No amount of cash safeguarding the glass
Safe havens is public as they collapse
Kodak all the moments build a project for the pack
Know that attention seeking rats will attack
So I keep a sniper loaded with a shot for the jack
Niggas is waiting for you to lose
Open fire, chuck you up the duce
I'm giving none you niggas an excuse
If you got a problem with it you can take it to the crew
Niggas is waiting for you to lose
Open fire, chuck you up the duce
I'm giving none you niggas an excuse
If you got a problem with it you can take it to the crew
Business is business so Imma hit it with the right
If you rappers got a problem with it then ighit
Prove your worth you know the pen game is on site
A lot of yall ain't nice, ya just borderline polite
Try to critique and yall niggas reaching for the bleak
Shawty go to sleep, you ain't ready for the peak
Pocket rocket looking like a southern Mozambique
Headshot, body, body, put you right into the creek
Everybody bout it bout it, f*ck it shawty let me see
I can bounce from an L just for the record like I'm Meek
Whatever I do, it's to the death, concrete
This is what that energy look like on me
Keep the circle tight my paranoia killing me
Got a phobia of fake, chop the hate up off the beat
Standing next to me you kinda looking obsolete
A bullet and a casket only thing that's stopping me
Niggas is waiting for you to lose
Open fire, chuck you up the duce
I'm giving none you niggas an excuse
If you got a problem with it you can take it to the crew
Niggas is waiting for you to lose
Open fire, chuck you up the duce
I'm giving none you niggas an excuse
If you got a problem with it you can take it to the crew
Simi Stylezz - Truce Lyrics
Simi Stylezz - Truce Lyrics
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Simi rolling speakers boomin bitch Im not nice
Loco with the flow tho turn that so so music off yikes
Lets call a truce, I'll give yall niggas a clue
I brought the poison, pouring out of the goose
The way I move, open the way for the dude
I am not one to play, leave you singing the blues
Contracts, I handle and I produce
You abuse, bout as useful as Jussie up in the noose
Dynasty with the moves and no, I will not lose
This the age of internet where they will watch you
Clock and pop, digital op and drop you
Dance to the rhythms of nots and leave you dumb bruised
Stones cast from perfect figures with no past
No amount of cash safeguarding the glass
Safe havens is public as they collapse
Kodak all the moments build a project for the pack
Know that attention seeking rats will attack
So I keep a sniper loaded with a shot for the jack
Niggas is waiting for you to lose
Open fire, chuck you up the duce
I'm giving none you niggas an excuse
If you got a problem with it you can take it to the crew
Niggas is waiting for you to lose
Open fire, chuck you up the duce
I'm giving none you niggas an excuse
If you got a problem with it you can take it to the crew
Business is business so Imma hit it with the right
If you rappers got a problem with it then ighit
Prove your worth you know the pen game is on site
A lot of yall ain't nice, ya just borderline polite
Try to critique and yall niggas reaching for the bleak
Shawty go to sleep, you ain't ready for the peak
Pocket rocket looking like a southern Mozambique
Headshot, body, body, put you right into the creek
Everybody bout it bout it, f*ck it shawty let me see
I can bounce from an L just for the record like I'm Meek
Whatever I do, it's to the death, concrete
This is what that energy look like on me
Keep the circle tight my paranoia killing me
Got a phobia of fake, chop the hate up off the beat
Standing next to me you kinda looking obsolete
A bullet and a casket only thing that's stopping me
Niggas is waiting for you to lose
Open fire, chuck you up the duce
I'm giving none you niggas an excuse
If you got a problem with it you can take it to the crew
Niggas is waiting for you to lose
Open fire, chuck you up the duce
I'm giving none you niggas an excuse
If you got a problem with it you can take it to the crew
Loco with the flow tho turn that so so music off yikes
Lets call a truce, I'll give yall niggas a clue
I brought the poison, pouring out of the goose
The way I move, open the way for the dude
I am not one to play, leave you singing the blues
Contracts, I handle and I produce
You abuse, bout as useful as Jussie up in the noose
Dynasty with the moves and no, I will not lose
This the age of internet where they will watch you
Clock and pop, digital op and drop you
Dance to the rhythms of nots and leave you dumb bruised
Stones cast from perfect figures with no past
No amount of cash safeguarding the glass
Safe havens is public as they collapse
Kodak all the moments build a project for the pack
Know that attention seeking rats will attack
So I keep a sniper loaded with a shot for the jack
Niggas is waiting for you to lose
Open fire, chuck you up the duce
I'm giving none you niggas an excuse
If you got a problem with it you can take it to the crew
Niggas is waiting for you to lose
Open fire, chuck you up the duce
I'm giving none you niggas an excuse
If you got a problem with it you can take it to the crew
Business is business so Imma hit it with the right
If you rappers got a problem with it then ighit
Prove your worth you know the pen game is on site
A lot of yall ain't nice, ya just borderline polite
Try to critique and yall niggas reaching for the bleak
Shawty go to sleep, you ain't ready for the peak
Pocket rocket looking like a southern Mozambique
Headshot, body, body, put you right into the creek
Everybody bout it bout it, f*ck it shawty let me see
I can bounce from an L just for the record like I'm Meek
Whatever I do, it's to the death, concrete
This is what that energy look like on me
Keep the circle tight my paranoia killing me
Got a phobia of fake, chop the hate up off the beat
Standing next to me you kinda looking obsolete
A bullet and a casket only thing that's stopping me
Niggas is waiting for you to lose
Open fire, chuck you up the duce
I'm giving none you niggas an excuse
If you got a problem with it you can take it to the crew
Niggas is waiting for you to lose
Open fire, chuck you up the duce
I'm giving none you niggas an excuse
If you got a problem with it you can take it to the crew
Writer: Deon Herbin
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid