Say My Peace

Lyrics

[Intro: Toodha Band$] (Reuel, stop playin' with these niggas) Let me say my piece, nigga Yeah [Chorus: Toohda Band$] It get colder in the summer, niggas hungry for it I used to risk my life for P's, but now I'm blowin' through 'em We get lots of paper 'round this bitch, bro, we ain't hurtin' for it Niggas mad that his bitch fuckin', bro, don't hurt her for it I'm from Hayes block, you disrespect it, you get murdered for it How the fuck he say he movin' P's and I ain't heard of boy? My pops been havin' that pape' before I heard of Floyd This a Demon Charger, not a 'Cat, bro, this make major noise [Verse 1: Toohda Band$] I used to do this shit for fun, but now they pay me for it My dogs'll get you out the way, don't gotta pay 'em for it Bitch, I came from nothing, look at now, I really waited for it Caught a couple cases, but I'm here, I gotta thank the Lord Lost a couple people on the way, granny, I miss you more I'm sick you ain't see me sign, you told me keep it goin' I lost some niggas to the shit, I really miss my boys Gotta keep that 40 on my hip 'cause I done hit some boys My mama asked me why I left, I'm on a mission for it Codeine sippin' while I smoke, now that's a mixture for you Put your goofy ass on a tee, now that's a picture for you Unc' said he need some more, already sent 'em for you My bro just caught another case, I got my nieces for you Bro, we forever, you my blood, you know I'm trippin' for you I'm forever bangin' Hayes, it ain't no switchin' for it Glocks came with fifty rounds and I got switches for 'em [Chorus: Toohda Band$ & Payroll Giovanni] It get colder in the summer, niggas hungry for it I used to risk my life for P's, but now I'm blowin' through 'em We get lots of paper 'round this bitch, bro, we ain't hurtin' for it Niggas mad that his bitch fuckin', bro, don't hurt her for it I'm from Hayes block, you disrespect it, you get murdered for it How the fuck he say he movin' P's and I ain't heard of boy? (Yeah) My pops been havin' that pape' before I heard of Floyd (BYLUG) This a Demon Charger, not a 'Cat, bro, this make major noise (4-1) [Verse 2: Payroll Giovanni] I put on for my city Watch one-fifty (Fifty), diamond pointers fifty (Fifty) Push a 550, really a 560 (Yup) If I'm five deep, we got at least five semis (Strapped) Yeah, kingpins tied with me I'm tryna be legit, they tryna leave them pies with me (Yup) Like G-O, you good people with me, bro Amigo said, "If you say the word, they droppin' kilos" (Yup) Long live Roc, lately I been off in beast mode (Yeah) Got off in the game, I'm lookin' like I had a cheat code Stuck to the rules, seen some shit I can't speak on (Shh) Take it to the grave, yeah, that mob shit what we on (Boy) [Chorus: Toohda Band$] It get colder in the summer, niggas hungry for it I used to risk my life for P's, but now I'm blowin' through 'em We get lots of paper 'round this bitch, bro, we ain't hurtin' for it Niggas mad that his bitch fuckin', bro, don't hurt her for it I'm from Hayes block, you disrespect it, you get murdered for it How the fuck he say he movin' P's and I ain't heard of boy? My pops been havin' that pape' before I heard of Floyd This a Demon Charger, not a 'Cat, bro, this make major noise [Outro: Toohda Band$] Niggas mad that his bitch fuckin', bro, don't hurt her for it