Lyrics

Eli Fire / Mr. Peter Parker without Grant Jersey heavy hitter / the ginger's back baby suck?
They want to see me fall / but I ain't slip yet / Your bitch wet / why she going down / That's a shipwreck / I've been next / Word to the prophet around Big’s neck / I'm out for generation of wealth and not a cent less / God saying say less / I stay blessed / Need a blank check / Fuck them fake threats/ I'm the apex in your tape deck / Old school like Eric and Paris in the cherry Carrera / Only competition is the man in the mirror / I ain't got opps / just all dead foes / don't get exposed / Keep these hoes on their toes and blow a load in their throat / It's saying, whoa, you need to pull back some / But I've been this since Be Real said its Time for some action / Fake peace / cap gun your rappers like a backbone / Before I had a deal, I moved units off a track phone / told Peter Parker send a beat and I’m gonna eat /So when you reply, the only thing to say is SHEESH! /
T minus five the Shit about to go down / Turn your home and try to listen to a ghost town / Low down / don't know they about to know / On fire / fourth quarter / This going to be a blowout /
Every time I hear one, they going (SHEESH) / inhale / exhale / I'm off that hashish (SHEESH) / Your car, Crib & Jewels is leased / Y'all want to reach / your lady leave with me / I turn the key she going SHEESH /
Yeah / Freedom thinkers The posse / the rock is the army / The gunners are arm reach / We mobbing like the Italians with Medallions on freeze / People pay me what they owe because they know I'm an OG / Had to show all these **** the nine speak / Caught my op / Left them shot in the spittle for nine weeks / Made 6 or 700 / And flooded the Timepiece / in the back / of the back in the hood with a dime piece / Women jock / get mad when I go pee / Folks I grew up with brag cause they know me / Bag for the change / never bag for the rollies / v twelve pull off / fast from the police/ **** listen when Freezer talking / Freezer blackout / but he get darker when Peter Parker bring the track out / We really made it to the mansions from that crack house / And we do it for our **** bout max out /
T minus five the Shit about to go down / Turn your home and try to listen to a ghost town / Low down / don't know they about to know / On fire / fourth quarter / This going to be a blowout /
Every time I hear one, they going (SHEESH) / inhale / exhale / I'm off that hashish (SHEESH) / Your car, Crib & Jewels is leased / Y'all want to reach / your lady leave with me / I turn the key she going SHEESH /
Mr. Peter Parker / Twenty-Five Eight / Shot to my man Eli Fire / Ren Thomas / Philadelphia Freeway / And my brother, DJ D Mill / Let's go /
Written by: Leslie Pridgen, Peter Mazalewski, Ryan Werner
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