pistol pete lyrics

Let it all work out
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Let it all work out
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Let it all work out
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Let it all work out

Gimmie yo b*tch you don't even want her
Growin' this green I'm a goddamn farmer
Ion run down on hoes, they find me
Start getting money they start movin' slimy
White ho twerk just like she Miley
Can't walk straight she off of the molly
[?] and its [?]
Huh, my brother on timing
n*gga stop laughing n*gga sh*t ain't funny
I [?] once I start getting money
I remember they was threatening to jump me
Call [?] n*ggas don't even want it
Call [?] n*ggas don't even want it
Tired of these n*ggas fakin' personas
I'm tryna go work out my pockets
Thеy gettin' way too fat on my momma

I'm tryna figure out how I wen't from bеing most hated to everyone lovin' me
I'm tryna figure out how I just coped a yellow lamb truck bih' look like bumblebee
I'm tryna figure out why I was searchin' for love whole time sh*t right in front of me
I'm tryna figure out why I ain't show my moms and pops more appreciation
I'm tryna figure out why I sold my [?] she'd appreciate it
I'm tryna figure out why I start smoking this weed my grandpa was so devastated
I remember he used to hate so much on my passion at least he glad that I made it
I remember I used to fool myself to be something that I wasn't I quit that fakin'
Yeah she tough but she ain't winning, she ain't getting no money she just like [?]
I gotta move better, I hate hanging round some [?] n*ggas
You can't touch my mula n*gga, you gay you don't know what to do with a n*gga
Hate when my b*tch too cool with n*ggas, I cut her off [?] n*gga
Racks as long as [?] n*gga, I don't care if a n*gga ain't safe with a n*gga
My hoes treat me like a mystery they be actin' like a young n*gga [?] n*gga
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All time lead scorer I'm just like Pistol n*gga
Just like Pistol n*gga
Just like Pistol n*gga
Just like Pistol n*gga