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aj bank$y - peace and love lyrics

[intro]

[verse 1]
bank$y boy you prob’ly know the kid
just ask your girl, she can fill you in
reminisce, i used to date a twin
and i ain’t cuff a good girl ever since
just something ’bout her, i’m off that
daddy called, i gotta call back
really i hope my fam good, need world peace like artest
hit jump shots, that’s all net, and alley-oop to my day 1’s
h-ll is when you got low funds
and we’re tryna eat like rev run
no pun intended, peep the mission, burblife ’til i rest in peace
know a couple girls that wanna rest in sheets, why i’m ducking hoes like every week
still 19 with no baby
that’s crazy
and a youngin’ been tryna settle down, so why all these women fugazi
i’m just talking, out the side of my neck at that
but i told y’all that i’ma keep it real
still young, gifted and black
fresh cuff on them new jeans
lowkey, but i do things
volt 10’s on my black socks, no blacktops, and no hoop dreams
still 4-0-4 to my city though, 3-2-1 if you didn’t know
but i mention it in like every song so it’s something wrong or you’re kind of slow

[bridge]
bank$y, appropriate to thank me
a n-gga saved hip-hop, threw away the plan b
no abortion, lyrically important, never had a whip, got the drive of a [porsche]

[verse 2]
say a prayer and them angels sing, tell a lie and that devil grins
had to bring it back to that black art, still racing circles like nascar
got no time for them fast broads
though i wouldn’t mind me a track star with them toned legs when that back arched
i’m just rhyming now, bring it back around
told my brother i’ma hold it down, love my crew and they love me back
burblife or nothing, i’m stating facts
ain’t catch a case, i saved face
got a heavy heart, and a light waist
it’s a vacancy where that heater be
‘cuz a jail cell don’t appeal to me
and it’s peace and love to them babies
and half these women got rabies, and most these n-ggas still hating
i’ma p-ss the track to my n-gga zach and let him mix it like he’s biracial
these n-ggas starve and wanna pray to god but ain’t bring no food to that table
y’all be cain ‘cuz i’m abel, ain’t whip no caine ‘cuz i’m faithful
it’s like all i want is salvation, but discipleship, it takes patience
and i’m thinking hard, my mind racing
but it’s a marathon so i’m pacing
and that’s word to nip, all money in ’til i make enough to replace it, yeah

[outro]
to be continued

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