Peter Melody Lyrics

Got out of dirt

And I got out of mud But I still make this shit work (yea)

My brother said the only way

He gon' feel better if he take this perk

I hate that it happened like this

I went and got tats on my wrist (Ok)

And shout out to merlo2x

My brother, he stay with the Wock And the Trish

That boy is not a shooter He shot the Ball and that boy missed

I'ma shoot for real But I'm passing it first so I get the assist

Spanish bitch named Melissa Super Wet when I kiss her

I'm tryna hit the jeweler So the Cartier Tear my wrist up

Fucked up but I found a way Talkin' Crazy, what you tryna say

I feel like my dreams ain't too far Just Like a mile away

And a nigga be too gone Three, four Blunts by the day

If a nigga die Don't be sad, treat it like A holiday

Everything I do be for a reason That's No cap, that's truth

Niggas don't know how much money I Done spent to get in this booth

Niggas know it is, what it is I stack This shit for my kids and kids

Even though I'm comin' blurry Sometime, yes, my vision is

I'm just comin' for my money Yes, I Want my dividends

I'm wearin' an all-black suit Sometime, They think I'm a businessman

All these cars around me tinted up, They don't know which one

I'm sittin' in

Niggas like me been different I ain't Never thought about fittin' in

Ain't for me that I'm quittin' then

She a fan, finish my sentences

Niggas know they my nemesis Runnin' It up like it's fitness

Changed my jean size so when

I get this money They can't fit in this

Changed my jean size so when I get This Money They can't fit in this

Changed my jean size so when I get This money They can't fit in these

Super tight, I got the trigger on me Make the lemon squeeze

Told her please, she was Japanese Mixed with Vietnamese

Take the camera out and strike a pose This bitch sayin' cheese

Mm, mm, mm Mm, mm, mm