the valleys are peak lyrics

[Intro]
I'm willing to look like a fool In the quiet, I pray for you
No more anger, only love inside
Close my eyes, there's another world [?]

[Verse 1: Ceebo]
Am I meant to be gassed that I'm riding flows
When my n*ggas could die for supplying Os
Been serving the high to survive the lows
I guess that's the highs and lows, for the low-lifes
Just a black youte scared of the cold nights
Whole time I done tried with my own night
And I'm still in that place where the youtes get erased for the road sign
I ain't sh*t but a blackiе
But you know that would change with gypsy, my trackie
Then I miss thе blackie Gollywog, they expecting a smile when they hang me
Used to hang on the block side, antsy Dingo or taxi, couple of Os in the backseat
Never a bad breed, I was just spinning the web, tryna live like a Nancy
A man see how my father's kip Lambeth, see how the heartless live
They say we gotta lead the youth We don't spark minds, we spark the splits
Dreams look just like carcasses Trust me, no one can tell the difference
My dreams about fate don't feel so fake I see my blood so vivid
I'm still in the ends with nothing but hope
And I still got my back on the ropes
My uncle still on the pipe But I put down the light one day, I hope
I'm still just Chris with peps in the trim
Clocking my face when I step in the ting
Where I'm from, life gets way worse than death
While putting the pebs in the cling
[Verse 2: Zino Vinci]
Yo, he's not none of my flesh Yo, what more could I tell him?
My dad was a G, man, it runs in my genes
My own talk about strewdry denim
If I fish in these water, I'm selling I still pull strings, John Lennon, the engines, punk just smelling
I'm telling the man I'm to stop, he agreed Weak little got popped to this mellon, swear
Ends is dark but he still got life
Broke, dashed the pack but he still got white
Bro know he ain't right but he still got rights
Sinked by the vents, just chilled by the one shot
Home in Colombo, chilling by the bus stop, how them man scatter where I come from?
I'ma cut through like Huston, Kano, Wylie, Lancey, Unknown T, D Double E, East London
East London in my flesh
Yo, what more could I tell him?
Yo, my dad was a G but my family's tree
Still got a few leaves that Babylon selling
I'm happy my bro bust case but he still locked up from 7 to 7 it's peak
Cut through the ends, it's treacherous
Bros off the nitrous, medicine
How's man tryna act like he's better than bro
When he's been through hell and back it's evident
East London in my flesh
Yo, what else can I say?
Yo, if I'm f*cked up and you're f*cked up
Then bro, who's flying the plane?
[Outro: Zino Vinci & Ceebo]
Slew him like I never knew him
pus*y
This is that new afrosurrealist
If you got a release date
Push it the f*ck back