Campana - Peak (prod. Yung $quirtle) lyrics

(Verse 1): Really is the highest peak Really is the brightest day God, we finally meet Give him the highest praise Oh now that sky is bleak Oh now that's SKYY you drink? You think that's sly, you think you hide from me? Congregate against, obviously I gotta prove something wrong To make it all right Alright, here we go, he got that flow To split them oceans Here's a portion Of my mind that I speak; Real potent Conan, never stay up this late at night All this bullsh** Might change my mind All this real sh** Might make my rhyme Spit authentic, all you mime 'Mind me to Deem all you blind Oblivious to the truth, the roots you sprout from Better drown em Don't account em Reroute the scouts you called on You're a coward, that's uncalled for Face your battles Now you beefy, here's a cattle Here's a catalog look out of it See this sh** I'm offering Man your raps is awful Should've gave em as an offering No compliment Style I pull out just compliments The world I'm in; I'm conquering Basic like no condiment Make no sense (Pre-Chorus): I'm peaking b**h, I'm peaking I'm peaking b**h, I'm peaking I'm peaking b**h, I'm peaking I'm peaking b**h, I'm peaking (Chorus): I'm peaking oh oh oh I'm peaking ai ai ai I'm peaking oh oh oh [oh, oh] I'm peaking ai ai ai (Bridge): b**h, I'm peaking, thinking, seated low Don't believe in the impossible b**h, I'm peaking, thinking, seated low Don't believe in the impossible (Verse 2): These impostors acting hostile But I never have a foe So forgetful that the gorgeous Ain't important when they go 2 by 4, I wish they would Turn they backs say the kid ain't good Turn they back said the rent ain't good Voided checks, pop the hood Check the engine, we can't stop now Man, I must complete this mission I don't care if I go missin' I just want these kids to listen Want that crucifix to glisten Hey, now, you weren't born a Christian? Now you're distant? No way, I'm not man Way I spit it, make God say "got damn" Make it pop like bombs on Iran I ran crazy, he's a tyrant By-standers, wonder if I wrote My prophecy this sh**'s a curse This sh**'s in cursive, I concur You probably are a messenger Message that we're messing up We need to make a better earth