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letra de find peace - ytb fatt & nocap

[intro: ytb fatt & nocap]
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[chorus: nocap & ytb fatt]
few n-ggas just got sweeped, the feds move like a broom
fill my scars with codeine ’cause tris can heal his [?] (ah)
hotboxin’ these foreign cars, i never should’ve been a star
i control the game, i don’t rob no capper, die [?]
uh, what you know ’bout cryin’ alone? (uh)
smilin’ what you complete in here
uh, i done searched the whole d-mn world and i was hopin’ i can find peace

[verse 1: ytb fatt]
i been asked mama for that cheese, the money ain’t have no time
bro went out sad, sh-t, he gon’ do what else now?
tryna understand where she comin’ from, i ain’t get the timin’
he come out a [?] home knowin’ that was [?]
he play with his life, chill, roddy got public defenders (what else?)
late nights, we should meet, back and forth by sayin’ that i miss her (i’m here for it)
[?] what i told daisha
don’t talk on the phone what i tell my n-ggas
i respect the feet game, tell the p-ssies
slow down is what i told to t keisha
south, i’m close, i’m back home
knee-deep in the beef, i’m back on that
that’s what i told my mama
if i let ’em catch me with my pants down, that’s gon’ make they summer
uh, rich for real, [i been k!lled homer?]
text god a prayer for the family, he text back, “i love you”
i ain’t come this far for nothin’
i was just from miami to la, it cost thirty-one
[chorus: nocap & ytb fatt]
few n-ggas just got sweeped, the feds move like a broom
fill my scars with codeine ’cause tris can heal his [?] (ah)
hotboxin’ these foreign cars, i never should’ve been a star
i control the game, i don’t rob no capper, die [?]
uh, what you know ’bout cryin’ alone? (uh)
smilin’ what you complete in here
uh, i done searched the whole d-mn world and i was hopin’ i can find peace

[verse 2: nocap]
rick owens planted in the ground, i keep my head high
you know none of these firearms ain’t made for landin’ shots
sellin’ shows out and arguin’, i come from cellblocks
uh, just to put me, it’s gon’ cost you dough, way more than a cookie
fiends knockin’ right there by the store, it’s a bunch of bullies
in the field, them n-ggas thirsty, we jump the gate when they raid
it was times that i was hungry, now i valet-parked the i8

- ytb fatt nocap

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