Quise Limye - Yours Truly - Won't Be Mine ft Quise Limye lyrics

[Intro: Quise Limye] Roll that fire baby, roll that fire up (I got this 1800 right here) Roll that fire up.. All of my love... (it's just me and this bottle like..) All of my love...(exactly) [Verse 1: Quise Limye] One glimpse of the picture I know her Remember the n***a that showed her to me and my n***as we hopping corollas Slide through her block see what we seeing we peeping the scene from the corner Between you and me it was nobody there but i stayed for a little bit longer, More time couldn't fill my hunger My n***as go crazy when they off the block, karate and chop And the n***a that she be around be moving a lot We open them locks So they don't jam up when we run into this n***a We getting this n***a It's looking like jackpot aight dispensing them n***a We finger them triggers Leaving the motion behind in a bu*t of the dutch I wonder if luck Would have it that they be outside when we pulling up His foot on the clutch Ready to slide as soon as she get in the door We told em before Coming through granite my n***a we taking it all Don't ever get caught He was slipping, as always We told em we get it the raw way He was parking the whip while she on his dick and we slid through the block the wrong way The light skid was blinding perfect my timing while wally was shining Flashing them diamonds I pulled out that nine and I aimed it out The next thing i knew that boys brain was uh.. [Chorus] This cycle goes round every time (and round) The same sh** infuse every grind (and round) Confuse every mind (my rounds) They praise cause we shoot and we right (go round) So peace won't come close and be mine (so now) Peace won't be mine [Verse 2: Yours Truly] Drinking and smoking some things Plotting on banking on change, we on it again My n***as still hungry we hustling hoping we done with this pain, on to the gain Searching for fortune and fame n***a I'll take that dream to the grave If I ever go out, I'm going out like 2Pac to the grave I'm holding the smoke in i'm hoping to think, a way to get rich My n***as all struggling n coping and sh**, I can't tell you which Is the lesser of evils we f**in round wit Just don't f** with the clique Or the hammer come down like a judgement ye bish Get the f** off our dicks Uh, this the family kid f** around we bring a tradegy quick I'll paint you that picture sit down for a sec *Gun co*k* You are the paint They dont feel our pain Born to these queens who were robbed of their name Raised us as kings with what little they made And you n***as dare think you could take that away sh**... swear that peace won't be mine There's no peace of mind, It's either carry a piece, or Get identified a piece at a time Its ride to get by, never good bye to the grind Can't wear your heart on your sleeve When you keep a ace deep inside Try me get lit, man one thing i don't waste is time I don't kid around in this game, I took the jokers out mine This sh** never change, the hood on a loop like the beat Slime it's an eye for an eye, and unfortunately most of you n***as is blind! [Chorus]