Tell Em No (Searching For Peace)

Uh yeah I been okay on my own Know some shit won't be the same ye That's the one right there Ye huh I been okay on my own Know some shit won't be the same Bitches pulling out they phones Gotta send 'em bout they day I been calling on your name I still hope that you okay Yeah you know how I'm coming It don't matter if it's storming You know I'm getting paid They do it for views I'm on the views searching for peace I'm always on my toes Just tell 'em no And you gone watch 'em leave I start playing in that snow Son I put bitches on they knees Why the police tell me freeze How much colder can I be I just barely touched my peak And I been cool without a boo These niggas playing hide and seek Tell your brother I got him too Bitches making my heart bleed Now I gotta do that shit to dude Why you praying for me to fall Now I gotta take you down with ease Now I gotta really lose my cool I gotta do this shit for me I was trying to give to you But you been taking shit from me I been trying to show you the right way to get this shit And not the streets But you wouldn't listen to me And now you six feet deep And I'll put a Nigga six feet under Do it for my mama Ima hunter I make niggas run I turned 'em to a runner Put niggas under You wouldn't real I shoulda knew it wouldn't no wonder That bitch left when it was thunder I got rich now I ain't stunting her And I lied to your honor And I'll do it again And I put it all on the line for you and I'll do it again Ima real nigga That's them real niggas show up Bitch you got me fucked up Say I gotta do this shit for me I already did this shit for y'all All them bullets going off I took that blicky out my drawls And I saw you running off You was ducking behind a car And I was standing in the middle of war Bitch I was looking for you dawg damn I been okay on my own Know some shit won't be the same Bitches pulling out they phones Gotta send 'em bout they day I been calling on your name I still hope that you okay Yeah you know how I'm coming It don't matter if it's storming You know I'm getting paid They do it for views I'm on the views searching for peace I'm always on my toes Just tell 'em no And you gone watch 'em leave I start playing in that snow Son I put bitches on they knees Why the police tell me freeze How much colder can I be I front my potna 'bout three bags And that was when my mama was finna die I ain't even know but I looked him in his eyes Could tell he was lying Nigga say he had got robbed So I'm saying let's go plot He saying nawl dawg just chill And niggas ain't even gotta die Niggas ain't even gotta spin We ain't even gotta do that shit that's a sin I know we gone get it back again And I trust him he was my friend And that's one time I knew a Nigga was a snake in front my face Probably give a nigga or bitch the gun That'll send me to the maker Ye Huh I been okay on my own Know some shit won't be the same Bitches pulling out they phones Gotta send 'em bout they day I been calling on your name I still hope that you okay Yeah you know how I'm coming It don't matter if it's storming You know I'm getting paid They do it for views I'm on the views searching for peace I'm always on my toes Just tell 'em no And you gone watch 'em leave I start playing in that snow Son I put bitches on they knees Why the police tell me freeze How much colder can I be I been okay on my own Know some shit won't be the same Bitches pulling out they phones Gotta send 'em bout they day I been calling on your name I still hope that you okay Yeah you know how I'm coming It don't matter if it's storming You know I'm getting paid They do it for views I'm on the views searching for peace I'm always on my toes Just tell 'em no And you gone watch 'em leave I start playing in that snow Son I put bitches on they knees Why the police tell me freeze How much colder can I be