Benjamin Alexander, GoldChain Malik, Quinton Brown - Peace & Quiet (Benjamin Alexander Remix)

Im tired of hypocrite freaks
With tongues in their cheeks
Turning their eyes as they speak
They make me sick and tired

I do what I feel
Hand on mic like welding to steel
It's hot here cowboy
Don't burn in the field
Dust to dust you Urning a meal
Who want six with the desperado
Nigga Hold guala
Pinch pennys don't play lotto
Pimp simply we to hard follow
Sept Quinton no ones in my pile
Skipped mention will that snatch ya smile kid
Hella mileage you spent on them little round tracks
Bound to baggage break back
Like get free Gеt money get something kid
Flow effortless
Elements undisturbed
Like rivers
Nigga been here before
Heart of the city, I'm pure
As the sun up
Nigga What's up, y'all fed up
My records moving outta store

(Yeah)
Door been open on the road
Gliding before
nigga was ridding them low
Rims with the spokes
Trunk with the sub providing the bass when I'm riding the flow
Fuck all you know
Fuck all your hoes
Fuck on your bitch I don't even do shows
Plus when I do imma fuck her some more
Don't be so fake like you knew me before
I wanted waves
I wanted braids
Wanted to flex now a nigga wants paid
Y'all niggas slaves to society
Dick riding but ain't riding me
Chicken wings with a side piece
5 piece with a diet please
Piece of mind keep it quiet please
See them trying but ain't trying me

But these niggas keep on talking what they talking bout
Broke nigga what you talking bout
These niggas keep talking what you talking bout
Broke nigga what you talking bout

Written by:
Adrian Brown, Micah Moore

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