"Hot Peas & Butter" lyrics
Dave East & Harry Fraud Lyrics
(feat. AZ)
Can't imagine what I seen, my nigga
Strollin' down memory, strollin' down memory lane
What I seen
At the park, I used to see syringes, and that was benzes
Alcoholics used to bleed the benches, my feet was vintage
Back when I'd avoid the dentist, momma would pinch us
Duckin' cops, hoppin' fences, they showin' interest
Couple kids got wings early, forever miss them
Fourth down, we close to scorin' a couple inches
Buck 50 scars, not many from poppin' pimples
Bloodstained interior, I can see the forensics
God bless the child that hold his own
Broken bones, police chases, I was prone
Go get low with Corleone
What I've shown is the growth of the spirit, nigga, I'm serious
Before I ever stepped on shade IV, Fever or Sirius
Table full of baggies, white boy, Ed Sheeran
Coco Chanel, skeet goggles, and Donna Karen
Betty Bower, Explorer trucks, bitches was starin'
Fiends waitin' in line to get food 'cause they're preparin'
It's gourmet, me and Harry'll cook this shit in broad day or late night
Place a bunch of bets, this a parlay, game room
I ain't really played around since arcade
Shades on, I guess it remind me of my dark days
Showing love to everybody, learning out my heart days
I got it broke, tried to get it fixed, I had to part ways
Can't just put this on the wall, you gotta get that art framed
Can't be wasting time, doors closing like a park track
War is a man's sport
My moms was cussing out the landlord
She never knew the shit I had inside my JanSport
Ran off, the plug, he love me, never did it, got some grams off
My mama love the way she live, war is a man's sport
My moms was cussing out the landlord
She never knew the shit I had inside my Jansport
Ran off, the plug, he love me, never did it, got some grams off
My mama love the way she livin'
Rap revelation, no hesitation
Took the head off of Satan, we celebratin'
Elevation due to the delegation
King Jaffee Jo, CEO of the federation
Meditatin', manifestin' the life
It's preservation, my presentation is tight
Forever cakin', there's no mistakin' I'm nice
No relation to sheishin', the altercations is hype
The homies know me from pony fronts to cronies
Blowin' blunts on my lonely, never stunt on the cronies
Can't clone me, can't own me
Coppin' foreigns to show me it's hard to pardon a phony
From crack sellin', evolved to a rap felon
Spawn with Black brethrens dischargin' they Mac 11's
Maxin' in heaven, I'm mindin' mines, designin' rhymes
The sign of times, my only one is the wine and dimes
War is a man's sport
My moms was cussing out the landlord
She never knew the shit I had inside my JanSport
Ran off, the plug, he love me, never did it, got some grams off
My mama love the way she live, war is a man's sport
My moms was cussing out the landlord
She never knew the shit I had inside my Jansport
Ran off, the plug, he love me, never did it, got some grams off
My mama love the way she livin'
Strollin' down memory, strollin' down memory lane
What I seen
At the park, I used to see syringes, and that was benzes
Alcoholics used to bleed the benches, my feet was vintage
Back when I'd avoid the dentist, momma would pinch us
Duckin' cops, hoppin' fences, they showin' interest
Couple kids got wings early, forever miss them
Fourth down, we close to scorin' a couple inches
Buck 50 scars, not many from poppin' pimples
Bloodstained interior, I can see the forensics
God bless the child that hold his own
Broken bones, police chases, I was prone
Go get low with Corleone
What I've shown is the growth of the spirit, nigga, I'm serious
Before I ever stepped on shade IV, Fever or Sirius
Table full of baggies, white boy, Ed Sheeran
Coco Chanel, skeet goggles, and Donna Karen
Betty Bower, Explorer trucks, bitches was starin'
Fiends waitin' in line to get food 'cause they're preparin'
It's gourmet, me and Harry'll cook this shit in broad day or late night
Place a bunch of bets, this a parlay, game room
I ain't really played around since arcade
Shades on, I guess it remind me of my dark days
Showing love to everybody, learning out my heart days
I got it broke, tried to get it fixed, I had to part ways
Can't just put this on the wall, you gotta get that art framed
Can't be wasting time, doors closing like a park track
War is a man's sport
My moms was cussing out the landlord
She never knew the shit I had inside my JanSport
Ran off, the plug, he love me, never did it, got some grams off
My mama love the way she live, war is a man's sport
My moms was cussing out the landlord
She never knew the shit I had inside my Jansport
Ran off, the plug, he love me, never did it, got some grams off
My mama love the way she livin'
Rap revelation, no hesitation
Took the head off of Satan, we celebratin'
Elevation due to the delegation
King Jaffee Jo, CEO of the federation
Meditatin', manifestin' the life
It's preservation, my presentation is tight
Forever cakin', there's no mistakin' I'm nice
No relation to sheishin', the altercations is hype
The homies know me from pony fronts to cronies
Blowin' blunts on my lonely, never stunt on the cronies
Can't clone me, can't own me
Coppin' foreigns to show me it's hard to pardon a phony
From crack sellin', evolved to a rap felon
Spawn with Black brethrens dischargin' they Mac 11's
Maxin' in heaven, I'm mindin' mines, designin' rhymes
The sign of times, my only one is the wine and dimes
War is a man's sport
My moms was cussing out the landlord
She never knew the shit I had inside my JanSport
Ran off, the plug, he love me, never did it, got some grams off
My mama love the way she live, war is a man's sport
My moms was cussing out the landlord
She never knew the shit I had inside my Jansport
Ran off, the plug, he love me, never did it, got some grams off
My mama love the way she livin'
