Smoke DZA - Peace lyrics

[Intro: Numberz] Yea This that Mo Betta Blues sh*t (183rd Street) Yo [Verse 1: Numberz] Hope the Lord'll protect us, brandishing all of my weapons Wrestling my perception, they ruthless with their aggression Spray us like a disinfectant, it's COVID all in my soul Chasing all of my goals yet racing out of control I'm losing track of reality, time casually passes me by Tragically my mind's obsession was crime And fine b*tches I wine, dine and told lies Dime piece, won a Nobel Peace Prize like 3 times Peace God Peace Hope that God is in Heaven and maybe one day I'll meet him Yo peace to my cousin Keith bro you finally found your freedom Pardon me I'm just speaking, they taking all of my people Like how could I fight this evil when sometime I'm just as evil too Facts, like maybe I've been misleading you I promised I would follow my dream and I did see it through Made mistakes, repeat a few, fell in love, got in troub' Smoked a lot of bud and shoot up a lot of club, that's right That's just a part of growing up Told me when I'm old enough I'll learn the world was cold as fu*k And 80% is showing up, 5% would know what's up And all the rest is almost out of luck homie trust Peace God Peace [Verse 2: Smoke DZA] Uh Poker face, I'm unreadable sh*t they never could tell Hope my story's compelling, I went through Heaven and Hell I got dreams and promises that I still ain't fulfilled, I won't fail Increase my limits sending 50 through Zelle Anyday, I could say fu*k it and just pull a Chappelle Life aches, hurting inside but I'm hiding it well Jay said “You can't heal what you never reveal” So until time get still gets my mind is ill Peace God Peace Uh Dolo so much I heard the room talk Tryna speak about it, give my therapist a Zoom call Running towards the pain, got complacent doing [?] Hidden in my gems, documented them through Tunecore fu*k you making tunes, then said fu*k it, let the tunes talk Monetize, give ‘em to my kids, watch ‘em bloom dog I get busy no loose leaf my art They tryna set up meetings, need 2 P's to talk The numbers ain't real, can't fool me with charts But a couple pieces [?] have you deep in thought Peace God Peace