text: Dont yall get sick of this regular shit?
  Just bought me a new outfit to get a little spit on my dick
  I was an outcast till I had no money for rent
  So I started counting my singles like arithametics
  Then I, stepped up my game like I put my foot on the light
  Of the way I wanna get at, told everybody that I had no limit
  Fuck privileges we coming out the poorest city
  Public subsidized housing, smoke a little weed when they get down some
  Money came up short, the crew bouncin
  Straight showers in the rough to buy a few mountains
  And we, didnt even get over the hill
  Didnt even make it through the field
  Fuck what anybody throwing at me, I aint settling for another
  And I aint stopping until I get a meal or until I get a deal
  Get it in the streets, they dont need to sweat I got beretta for the heat
  Because in the Land theres a dead man
  The day I become passive, they all passing me
  Actually, naw factually you dont talk, you speak after me
  Copied everything I did, lets see if I quit this shit
  How are yall 
  Can I get a little peace?
  Peace, peace 
  Can I get a little peace?
  Can I get a little...
  Can I get a little peace?
  Im so close to severing ties with these posers
  But these posers hold the power to cut off the path to my career like Moses
  Choking cause Im so sick of being overlooked like telescopes
  When I never asked for a hand-out but goddamn can I get a rope or something?
  To pull me in from the open, ocean that Ive been floating
  Those sharks circling my boat, I damn near drowned and seize up, hoping
  Whats with these tryna be both or they just croaking
  Wanna be grown, I aint ever wanna be MGK always coastin
  Flows always been the coldest, wordplay always been the dopest
  My bites always been cobras, me and hip-hop go back like togas
  Tell my kids I was a motherfuckin soldier from the time that I was born
  Up until the time that I done grown up, keep my boy from off the corner
  I dont wanna have a suit and tie for funerals like Im joned up
  Because peace these days doesnt come in nothing but the forms of bullets and comas
  And how am I supposed to live life when Im so broke but
  Used to the lavish life, I pray these days are almost over
  Focusing on the road to, success and Im so close but
  Struggle blocking my progress, give me strength for Lo, Jehovah
  This night is almost over, its darkest before its dawner
  So please heavenly father, can I get a little peace?
  Heavenly father please, can I get a little peace?
  Peace, peace
  To my people in the world, peace