Peak

Slime out, got a little bit from the South,

but if she keeps running her mouth,

she gonna get kicked out, but how?

I ain't got time for no stress; I need respect,

hundred K all on my neck - whoa, that's a weight on my chest.

I got 'em pressed; damn, you know I gotta flex.

I gotta leave the streets, but I'ma keep the G.

I gotta split the fee, I let my people eat,

had to go get the greens.

I didn't get the lease; had to go get the G, I get the broker fee.

Who the man in the streets?

I bet they know it's me.