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pg (2 sid3d mind) - pete germ lyrics

in this life of mine
gotta constantly remind
can’t waste all of my time
trapped in my own mind
yeah in this life of mine
gotta stay on my grind
make my momma cry
tears of joy
cuz her son shine
but sh*t get crazy when you a little f*cked up
bad luck, cheap plug, no gas, jeep truck
sick to my stomach with a 100 degree fever
too much stress in my life just wanna kick it fifa
believa
n0body really knows the real pg
had problems since ’03
and lately i notice
i can’t seem to focus
my brain waves explodin
you sayin ‘dat way’ still don’t know where i’m goin
my mind split in half how the f*ck am i flowing?
how can i hate and love myself dawg, not even know it?
dеcisions, decisions
tryna live day by day
distracted
by what
my own mind say
ight bro
timе to get off all them headphones now
you think you got the sound?
you just like all these other clowns
ain’t sh*t
you put the pro in *crastinate
bruh have you seen your weight?
is this really yo fate?
if you grinded like you smoked, you’d be kevin hart rich
ain’t no funny sh*t b*tch
you can’t let yourself slip
slide
need to get off of your d*mn behind
get your life together
before you lose your d*mn mind

now hold up
you talking bout the k*i*n*g
pg23
bruh, go and brush your shoulder off
take the load off
smoke with the homies
throw on an instrumental and just go off
just be a show off
you ain’t gotta worry bout sh*t, put that lean in yo cup
cuz you know i know that the crew gon blow up
so don’t sweat it
you gon regret it if you stress over lifes simple questions
ya life a blessing
backwood to the face dawg, stop stressing
every now and then
i wonder why i’m really here
what’s the answer god, and why won’t you make it clear?
what’s the deal?
how long until these scars heal?
can’t you see me sufferin?
can’t you feel just how i feel?
young bull, only 20, and i’m thinking bout my endin
it’s been some tough years dawg and i’m already tired of fending
at the same time think about some kids and a wedding
i can try to explain but, sh*t man forget it

i think that i’m crazy
so crazy baby that i might just work
come and smoke get wavy i can fill you in
all the dirt cuz
no one really know the real pg think it’s about that time
this sh*t blow up baby hearin bout my 2
sid3d mind

ayo bro
what, you f*ckin loco?
trying to expose us?
yeah, that’s a no*no
the world movin around you dawg, an youz in slow*mo
keep drowning your sorrows in snow, you fake narco
don’t get me wrong, i think you got like some potential
but the only reason is because you got me up in your mental
no it was not accidental
that you fell on hard times
you don’t really grind
man you just b*tch and whine
each and every time
life gets hard
you make your problems disappear distract yourself with b*tches and ball
but what happened?
23 ball playa!
talkin all that action?
knowing d*mn well never get there
let me make it simple and break down the issue
just another youtube ad they gon skip you
just another white*boy tryna make it in the game
ain’t no no no n0body gonna miss you
remember when you said
“school just ain’t for me”?
no college degree
hurt momma painfully
and now it’s plain to see
your rhymes are nursery
yeah grab the hennessy
cuz that’s just what you need
you stupid punk
party your problems away, listen to 23
have no money when apple come suing
for ‘untitled’ that sh*t qualify as music?
don’t quit ya day job homie you ain’t made for the music
no college degree
hurt momma painfully
and now its plain to see
your rhymes are nursery
and no don’t wonder why
this negativity
i control this beat
i am pg
ight, stop!
now i know you wylin
cuz 23 bout to blow up, 23 gon run the island
23 gon show up, 23 gon stay stylin
boy you think you high now?
you about to be flyin
you did the right thing, took some time for yourself
now it’s time to do yo thing, acquire that wealth
it’s a given
ever since you met those like*minded individuals
started writing every day just like it was ritual
this whole music thing man, always was habitual
so go and grab the henny
f*ck it, go grab the pinnacle
celebrate
kick it back
smoke a j
go ferris bueler
make today your day
it’s time to get paid
boy you got this sh*t made
hit ’em sl!ck like a quick fade
ain’t no more rain yeah i’m talkin only sunny days
so let’s go link with the crew and get stupid faded
know what i’m sayin?

the b*tches, the money, the cars and the fame
the louie, the gucci, the ice and the chains
everywhere you gon go they be screamin your name
and you know all of this sh*t i don’t have to explain
you reppin unomi and i’m hearin it
the music that you gon make gon give them
out of body experience

- pete germ lyrics

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