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peter sun - peter $un - .el duran pt. 1 & 2 lyrics

(verse)

i’m just in time to save rap from n-gg-s who tell lies like facts in real life you p-ssy/
and all this spring cleaning is needed cause sh-t been a little seedy, you borrowed it let me get that back/
like fronts on that pack, my hand on that strap/
mama told me get mine they won’t give you sh-t/
now a days its thin lines between a homie and b-tch/
watch who you talk around and the n-gg-s you with, thats on crip/
not another n-gg- play my position/
ain’t never really want the fame i just want to be heard/
ain’t never really want it all i just wanted enough/
i watched them k!ll my homies dreams and said it wouldn’t be me/
i heard they shot my homie down i started loading my heat/
and they just lucky the police found them before me/
im pouring this o.e./
in good spirits though the world gets wicked/
i swear i don’t want a live sentence/
give a n-gg- long enough to finish out the mission, a quiet spot to kick it/
place where i can smoke a l and enjoy company from women/
i know every n-gg- want it but not every n-gg- get it/
so i focus keep my mind to the money/
is you ready to die for it?/ (aw yeah aw yeah aw yeah aw yeah)
but is you ready to die for it?/ (aw yeah aw yeah aw yeah aw yeah)

el duran pt. 2

(chorus)

it’s two n-gg-s in a cadillac c-ked up crazy/
and what they say it can’t phase me but it’s about to get all bad/
all bad/
and you can do what you want but don’t ever try to play me/
i see it all you won’t phase me but this sh-t could get all bad/
all bad/

(verse)

i been looking at the planes and thinking d-mn i need to get away/
find a spot a peaceful place where life is free and full of space/
where angels fornicate and make a baby with a golden aura/
b-tches look like nia long, kim, kimora, rita ora/
read the script just how i taught it, got it but don’t like to flaunt/
homerun when you need a bunt/
ounces when you need a (woo)/
this that give you what you need no need to give you what you want/
they gon beat around the bush but let me get straight to the point/
like john then i bust through her walls like im promoting kool-aid but never get too involved/
i’m still involved with the love for the streets i indulge in/
anytime im not with you they just keep on calling and now/

(chorus)

it’s two n-gg-s in a cadillac c-ked up crazy/
and what they say it can’t phase me but its about to get all bad/
all bad/

- peter sun lyrics

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