Correction Lyrics Speak My Peace by BlueBucksClan

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N***as mad, n***as hatin' sh*t man
I got now money day
B*t*hes screenshot dis sh*t f**king donkey with
I mean every b*t*h anyway

Yeah, let me speak my peace
I was always taught to go and get it, have to chase my dream
I can’t give a broke b*t*h a chance, nah, that's just not me
Lil' n***as hitting up my b*t*h, bro, that’s not your speed (Baby E made this beat)
You got some a**, you got a bag, you got a chance with me
Hit the club just to make a mess, they clean up after me
Laughed, this n***a wifed my favorite b*t*h, bro, give her back to me
Sad to see these n***as sippin' green, they do it happily

N***as posting that they out to еat
What the f**k is Applebee's?
Tired of giving n***as saucе, n***as stealing all the recipes
Pull up with a pound, tellin' n***as I don't got no extra weed
Yeah, we headed to the top, is  you gon' make it? Gotta wait to see

If you know your b*t*h cheatin', but not with who, it was probably me
Arguing with the n***a at Amiri, call your manager
Last time they let me shut it down, ain't have to check their calendar
I just made the biggest play, they ain’t believe it, tryna challenge it
Blowing up my barber phone, I’m getting mad 'cause he ain’t answerin'
This n***a know I got a show, he don't come, I'm finna cancel
Finally gave me that lil’ pu**y she been owin' me
Her sh*t fire, got me runnin' 'round in Long Beach
I keep bad b*t*hes with me, they in arm's reach
We hit TAO, we hit Katana, I ain't never fed you corned beef
Blowing 'Woods, hammers laying around, we at home deep
On the floor at the game, this ain't the normal seat
Why these weak b*t*hes tryna pick a bone with me?
Broke b*t*hes say I'm mean and never seem to get along with me
Models think I'm charming and sweet, ain't no wrong with me
I'm at Dover Street Market, I'm local member
Turn a quick bite at Ruth's Chris to a birthday dinner
Out with my sneaky link in broad day, I'm in the open with it
N***as happy that they hit my old b*t*h, you supposed to hit it
All my b*t*hes never did no wrong, I just broke up with them
V12, I don't think y'all wanna race
Pole down, I'm not sleep, I'm still wide awake
I just hit for fifty, had the nicest day
Got a b*t*h named Ashley with a nice little shape
Sent her unreleased, don't be leaking all my tape
Told her if I get her lashes, better not blink in n***a's face
She got used to me, she wanna suck it all on cameras
N***as losing me, ain't gettin' money, always dancing

You ain't foolin' me, that's sh*t was fake, I knew the fabric
Excuse me, I'm walking by these big landis
B*t*hes that don't go for sh*t give me chances
Mad as f**kin' with the ivory, this sh*t nasty

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