More songs by Peysoh
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Released on: 2026-01-16
Lyrics and translation
Original
. . . Jewels! My nigga Jewels made the beat. Hey Jewels, you made this?
Hey, this motherfucker crazy.
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye.
I made this for the trenches, this ain't rap music.
Smoke a nigga when you sleep, gotta adapt to it. Told the okey-doke on you, them niggas that stupid. Tell my mama
I'm sorry, her son back hoopin'.
Face shots'll leave a nigga out here mask crooked. Lil' brodie don't know how to read, but he'll grab something.
And grip that shit tight when that mag bustin'. My brother know I got him, I bag something.
Family turned to suckers, are you mad, cousin?
Yeah, snake mentality, it's the faculty. They white flagging every game 'cause I'm fouling.
So much water on my niggas, damn near drowning. O-cuz push up on blood, we surrounding.
Amiri jeans, pockets filled up with salad.
I get my cheese, then I leave, bitch, I'm out of it. I'm gone. I made this for the trenches, this ain't rap music.
Smoke a nigga when you sleep, gotta adapt to it.
Told the okey-doke on you, them niggas that stupid. Tell my mama I'm sorry, her son back hoopin'.
I made this for the trenches, this ain't rap music. Smoke a nigga when you sleep, gotta adapt to it.
Told the okey-doke on you, them niggas that stupid.
Tell my mama I'm sorry, her -son back hoopin'.
-I'm back hoopin', fresh from doing time, this what the people fear. I'll take a dub and walk him down before I shed a tear.
Birth baby thugging on the 6, I did it up for years.
Body on that blick, if I was packing, I'd get thirty clear.
I was doing skits before these niggas thought of putting something. Knocking niggas down, the same opp who said he wouldn't run.
Bitch, I'm activated, fuck a Percie, split a wig sober.
Sliding through they turf, I get up on him if he get closer.
Fuck if he don't bang like, "What you doing after dark hanging? " Yeah, I be on rapper shit, but really known for gun slinging.
Part-time nothing, bitch, I'm banging to the death of me on evil shot.
I'ma keep it raven, say don't test on me, I shoot shit.
Get busy when it's action, took a burnt weapon. Fuck a role model, hanging with us, bet he learn stepping.
DOA for sure, I get it done, don't need a buzz second.
First-degree murders, popping opps before I turned freshman.
English translation
. . . Jewels! My nigga Jewels made the beat. Hey Jewels, you made this?
Hey, this motherfucker crazy.
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye.
I made this for the trenches, this ain't rap music.
Smoke a nigga when you sleep, gotta adapt to it. Told the okey-doke on you, them niggas that stupid. Tell my mama
I'm sorry, her son back hoopin'.
Face shots'll leave a nigga out here mask crooked. Lil' brodie don't know how to read, but he'll grab something.
And grip that shit tight when that mag bustin'. My brother know I got him, I bag something.
Family turned to suckers, are you mad, cousin?
Yeah, snake mentality, it's the faculty. They white flagging every game 'cause I'm fouling.
So much water on my niggas, damn near drowning. O-cuz push up on blood, we surrounding.
Amiri jeans, pockets filled up with salad.
I get my cheese, then I leave, bitch, I'm out of it. I'm gone. I made this for the trenches, this ain't rap music.
Smoke a nigga when you sleep, gotta adapt to it.
Told the okey-doke on you, them niggas that stupid. Tell my mama I'm sorry, her son back hoopin'.
I made this for the trenches, this ain't rap music. Smoke a nigga when you sleep, gotta adapt to it.
Told the okey-doke on you, them niggas that stupid.
Tell my mama I'm sorry, her -son back hoopin'.
-I'm back hoopin', fresh from doing time, this what the people fear. I'll take a dub and walk him down before I shed a tear.
Birth baby thugging on the 6, I did it up for years.
Body on that blick, if I was packing, I'd get thirty clear.
I was doing skits before these niggas thought of putting something. Knocking niggas down, the same opp who said he wouldn't run.
Bitch, I'm activated, fuck a Percie, split a wig sober.
Sliding through they turf, I get up on him if he get closer.
Fuck if he don't bang like, "What you doing after dark hanging? " Yeah, I be on rapper shit, but really known for gun slinging.
Part-time nothing, bitch, I'm banging to the death of me on evil shot.
I'ma keep it raven, say don't test on me, I shoot shit.
Get busy when it's action, took a burnt weapon. Fuck a role model, hanging with us, bet he learn stepping.
DOA for sure, I get it done, don't need a buzz second.
First-degree murders, popping opps before I turned freshman.