Peace (Freestyle) - Jpaulished

I love the hate

Cause it makes me go harder then

All the fucking groups

That wouldn’t let me be apart of them

Now I got troops

And we moving like the army did

Dropped outta school

Had to give up on the partying

Now it’s full speed

Eyes up on the road

Got the peddle to the medal

Carmelo on the 4th

When the buzzer go off

Hit the 3

Show off

Unfortunate event

Shoutout to count Olaf

When I’m in New York

Milly Rock

Odell with it

Bars so hot

They be like

Oh the hell with it

The boy too nice

I got soul

Like the bottom of some new nikes

Taking it to new heights

Chilling with the crew

Boy i’m 2 live

For any of the fuck shit

Hear my tunes bumping at the function

Oh is that JP?

I love him

What the girls say

Then they friends try to fuck him

Wow

Tryna to keep this shit pg

But it’s x rated when they see me

Game like Luigi

Controller in my hand

Play my life on the tv

Fly out to Japan

Do it weekly

Thats the life I see me

Living

Eating good

Like it’s thanksgiving

Feeling different

From my old self

Back when I had low self

Esteem

Now I feel like

I could melt the trees

I’m so hot even tho

I ain’t got degrees

So stop it please

If you comparing them to me

It like comparing any other girl

In the world to Rihanna

They ain’t even fucking

Half as hot

I mean

I’m higher than an astronaut

And your ass is not

So pass the shot

And take it face

Lets get drunker than an alcoholic

Girl I never chase

Like the cops

When you pulling over

Instead driving straight

But the funny thing is

I turn my car on

Pull away

Now I’m running

Like OJ

Going down the

Freeway

In the middle of LA

With my finger out the window

Screaming fuck 12

Like I hate Tom Brady

But he a good cop

I think I fucked up maybe

And he calling in for back up

It’s a pissed off statey

But I can’t pull it over now

Fuck it going crazy

Switching lanes

Car is drifting

Cause it’s pouring fucking rain

And I feel like I lost my fucking brain

Then I awake

Shit

I think I go too drunk last night

Passed out on the couch

I fucking crashed right

Into the guard rail

When I looked down at the gas light

In that fucking dream

Real life

There’s a flask right

Next to me

It’s filled up with some Hennessy

I pour that shit down the drain

And go back back to tendencies

Of tryna make it out the fucking bottom

So I can pop a bottle

And actually have that shit mean something

Like we celebrating

I’m at the club drunk and hella famous

You know it’s always off top

I decapitate it

I want the number one spot

And there’s no debating

I’m the realest and you not

Boy it’s cause you fake it

I just live my fucking life

Give a fuck what you think

While you at a fucking a party

Throwing up in a sink

I’ll be walking into barney’s

Copping everything I see

And you know I’m fucking squad deep

Money to the team

And I’m feeling fucking awesome

Saint Laurent boost self esteem

And it’s funny that i’m poppin

Often used to fucking suck to be me

Losing money out in Boston

What it costed to succeed

Tryna book a trip cali

Staying balanced like a beam

Young JP

On a mission for the green

But more important than that

To spread this fucking message that I preach

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

And that’s peace