Текст песни Peace Of Mind - Ysn Fab

I gotta take advantage of the blessings that I'm granted
There's always someone who wishin' that they had it
Way I put on for my city there ain't no one in my bracket uh
Ion fuck wit hoes but I gotta keep that ratchet
They ain't living this lifestyle I'm iced out
I been running up all these numbers I used to type out
Bank growin', fame growin', in my heart where the pain goin'
All I want is peace of mind

Man my city like a box they just wanna keep us locked in
Product of your environment all you got is soft friends
Call me when you need me uh that's what niggas call a friend
If I call on you and you ain't there I won't call again
I can't tolerate no bitch nigga get up out my way
Premonitions of a rich nigga fuck what they say
If you ain't man enough to hit my phone and tell me how it is
You can't reap no benefit off the life that I live
All that love shit in the past I'mma keep it there
Niggas say I owe 'em like how you wasn't even there
To die before I make it that's my deepest fear
And you ain't gotta look to hard to realise that I'm rare
I see money when I look up in the mirror I'm well paid
Put my family in a better position self-made
Ion like promises but I promise my momma
Once I'm on you won't have no more drama

I gotta take advantage of the blessings that I'm granted
There's always someone who wishin' that they had it
Way I put on for my city there ain't no one in my bracket uh
Ion fuck wit hoes but I gotta keep that ratchet
They ain't living this lifestyle I'm iced out
I been running up all these numbers I used to type out
Bank growin', fame growin', in my heart where the pain goin'
All I want is peace of mind

I stayed down focused on my grind wasn't worried 'bout nothin' else
Been criticised but them niggas lied
They don't know the cards I was dealt
It's hard to win when the city hate still I'm doing for myself yea
Getttin' money I been eating good
I ain't gotta sleep on the couch yea
Nothing is similar if we had to compare, I'm so different in breeds
I ain't average I'm rare
I'm fresh to death I been gaspin' for air
Niggas talkin' tough deep inside that nigga scared
Ain't gotta claim a gang to buss a nigga head
And I ain't with that gang-bangin' rather get paid instead
You ain't gotta give me top rather get laid instead
And I been fucking up this money on the latest thread
All these niggas in my city claiming that we got beef
Oh you baggin' up them dimes
So you claim to run the streets that's funny
Your shorty told me you ain't man up in those sheets
I know real gangsters who bout it don't ever speak

I gotta take advantage of the blessings that I'm granted
There's always someone who wishin' that they had it
Way I put on for my city there ain't no one in my bracket uh
Ion fuck wit hoes but I gotta keep that ratchet
They ain't living this lifestyle I'm iced out
I been running up all these numbers I used to type out
Bank growin', fame growin', in my heart where the pain goin'
All I want is peace of mind