Peckham Made (feat. Tiny Boost) E

Now I'm in this bitch. Now I'm in this Bitch. Yeah. Born, born in the shit. Been a nut my whole life. Peckham. Been jailed twice, no comment both times. Ah. Niggas do hoe shit, I don't know why. Why? You die faster when you play both sides. Grr. You can't talk for me, so I speak Myself. Trust. Time to treat mum, I always treat Myself. If I could be anyone, I'd still be Myself. Be myself. I just need them M's so I can be myself. Whoa. I tell, tell my youngers, "Don't be tripping over Small shit." Don't They're still killing niggas over Bullshit. It's probably a yute they went to school With. Crazy. Their mums was good friends until this Bullshit. Self-made hood nigga sipping Belaire. Yeah. I'm god in the hood, these niggas living In fear. For real, though, I wish all my Niggas was here. Trust. Apart from my fans, I feel like nobody cares. Okay, I'm too hard for TV. Nah. I mean, I'm too numb for TV. Yeah, I hear them saying that I ain't outside, But if you got a problem with them Peckham Boys, I can't lie, you definitely seen me. Front line up to Cracker Jack. Jakes did a sweep on those six. They thought we wouldn't bounce back from that. Yeah. But we did, and we made the block Live. Made They ain't show us no respect, so I made the squad ride. Ride. Terms got smoked, a part of the block Died. I ain't get that get back, but you Know your boy tried. Yeah, yeah. Countless times where I could've got Life. Got Free bro out that hole because he Doing 25. Whole gang need appeals, I keep telling them apply. Apply. But shit get real when they get denied, And they on their first strikes. I done seen mothers cry. Seen niggas make a killing, and they can't read Or write. This shit real, blud. It's kill or be killed. Where I'm from, even The killers get killed. Facts. I'm just keeping it real. These new youts will never know how it feels. Never. They're dipping niggas down like they don't Know how to... Whoa. Bro six feet, that's why we got these big Heats. They're ugly with long noses and big teeth. Grr. Stra-strap a fat spliff. Pass-Pass my long coat. If you take a closer look, you'll see big Leaf. Bro always thinks he's right, he ain't never Wrong. He's He got codies on the wing, and They don't get along. That's three, bro. Little 15 pound a week, jail's getting long. I know. When you're lamb road, you need to Get a job. Peckham versus Bricky, they just copy What we do. Trust me. Niggas just rap, we Talk about what we've been through. Facts. Big, big Tim-Timmy used to roll with It. Diamond had the chili, the exhaust had a Hole in it. Shit different where I'm from. For real. You can't even let your neck shine Or your wrist glisten where I'm from. For real. Without niggas hating on you. From you got a little paper on you, niggas Talking and debating on you. On Next thing, they'll be outside your crib steady Waiting on you. I'm the one that's gonna explain It for you. Yeah. Born in it, never sworn In it. Watch these niggas when they talk, they Got a mouth full of pork in it. Whole bird in the spot, ain't no raw chicken. Chicken. Half ounce gotten sent to that mortician. We taught niggas how to handle the war business. One beef dies down, then it's more missions. More money, more problems mean more bitches. That's more pillow talking and more snitches. Four-letter word and more digits. Had to get out the dirt, I went all In it. Yeah. All Ayy, for all the guys, man. Too Much Freez and RIP.