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Peter Leo – Liquor Store lyrics
Two drinks and hes foolish
Heat under the car seat but you can't cool it
Beach bum in the summer winter I "310" it
Rolling trees stronger than that sailor who eats spinach
My sidekicks a pothead she the weed chemist
Feeling accosted after sitting for a brief sentence
That's why I'm always hitting up the liquor store
I know I hurt my soul so forgive me lord
Got bitches round me that will kiss you up and pick your pockets
My niggas stick you up they might just put you in a box kid
Obnoxious? Nah I'm just on my shit
Coming from a place where the highest paid cops live
Oxes, black jack, tre-8 in my backpack
They hate I'm relaxed fact, they hating and that's that
The Brentwood boy from New york has gone live
Take a shot for me world wide
Feels like everyday we getting sicker y'all
That's why I'm always hitting up the liquor store
Money weed pussy always got to get some more
It sounds immature
But I've been hustling all night and all day and I still ain't getting richer y'all
That's why I'm always hitting up the liquor store
I was awakened by an angel fleeing Satan's prison
Showed me the truth in ancient wisdom how we came the distance
How we connected with the stars through the fourth dimension
But detached ourselves and lost all comprehension
Believe in yourself if you got no other choice
I'm in debt with the rhythm without I'd have no other voice
So rejoice that the hood raised a nigga so good
I do this for the families looting during the flood
I do it, for the love
For the kids with no choice selling drugs
For innocent niggas facing a judge
Imagine seeing your son for the first time locked in a max
That scene is lost for eternity no getting it back-track
To an early age throwing my hands up
Was surely praised still remain handsome with the sharpest fade
Despite catching a scar, the ladies loving pedro
I still shine like a star and do it cause I say so
Feels like everyday we getting sicker y'all
That's why I'm always hitting up the liquor store
Money weed pussy always got to get some more
It sounds immature
But I've been hustling all night and all day and I still ain't getting richer y'all
That's why I'm always hitting up the liquor store
Heat under the car seat but you can't cool it
Beach bum in the summer winter I "310" it
Rolling trees stronger than that sailor who eats spinach
My sidekicks a pothead she the weed chemist
Feeling accosted after sitting for a brief sentence
That's why I'm always hitting up the liquor store
I know I hurt my soul so forgive me lord
Got bitches round me that will kiss you up and pick your pockets
My niggas stick you up they might just put you in a box kid
Obnoxious? Nah I'm just on my shit
Coming from a place where the highest paid cops live
Oxes, black jack, tre-8 in my backpack
They hate I'm relaxed fact, they hating and that's that
The Brentwood boy from New york has gone live
Take a shot for me world wide
Feels like everyday we getting sicker y'all
That's why I'm always hitting up the liquor store
Money weed pussy always got to get some more
It sounds immature
But I've been hustling all night and all day and I still ain't getting richer y'all
That's why I'm always hitting up the liquor store
I was awakened by an angel fleeing Satan's prison
Showed me the truth in ancient wisdom how we came the distance
How we connected with the stars through the fourth dimension
But detached ourselves and lost all comprehension
Believe in yourself if you got no other choice
I'm in debt with the rhythm without I'd have no other voice
So rejoice that the hood raised a nigga so good
I do this for the families looting during the flood
I do it, for the love
For the kids with no choice selling drugs
For innocent niggas facing a judge
Imagine seeing your son for the first time locked in a max
That scene is lost for eternity no getting it back-track
To an early age throwing my hands up
Was surely praised still remain handsome with the sharpest fade
Despite catching a scar, the ladies loving pedro
I still shine like a star and do it cause I say so
Feels like everyday we getting sicker y'all
That's why I'm always hitting up the liquor store
Money weed pussy always got to get some more
It sounds immature
But I've been hustling all night and all day and I still ain't getting richer y'all
That's why I'm always hitting up the liquor store
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