*intro*

I wish i knew. I wish i knew how. I wish i knew. This is how. When you're going through it. And you say screw it. You gotta do this...

I'm really just tryna be myself! Really, whole world should know people can speak for themselves. Got some goals, lord knows simply just dreaming won't help. Figured my inner most wealth was here since beginning so now i'm all about all-out steering towards winning. Hold my drink, I'm goin' in, with a pen and few minutes... Lookin' at my love like, "is this life?" Got a lot of time but we living in quicktime... *weird alarm synth* The other day, thought i was past the age for unreal goals then kanye had to say "i'm only 36 years old!" so now i laugh at fate. Never heard about donald til he was 28, and that's not like i'm late. So now i get it, i don't have to pick between dreams whether it's 8 or 83. and later we'll be making shit we can't even make in this house. Maybe the skits currently in mind don't need a tape right now. But i'm taping right now, before they take my life out, and after progress... Shit, i can't say right now. And i'm not flawless, but i can make some right. I got eggs to fry. I got shit to do. *weird alarm synth again* *kanye sample*

I dunno about you, but it feels so real to me! (i dunno about you, but it feels so real to me.) (The things you say, the way you play...) I'll change my way, for you any day. it feels so real to me. *instrumental break* Feels so real!

With quite nice highlights, i might zone off. my micro probs by my old losses like my soul lost so i fight those thoughts. find those parts locked, like an iphone. Hot ‘cause i’m fly, and you ain’t ‘cause you not tryna open your mind, so i’m takin’ the top. Got a flow so divine, so them angels gon flock to me. i’m facin’ dichotomies practicing really being me. ... catch me outside! ... that's where i want to die. ... you can see it in my eyes! i'm... just tryna survive! still just a kid, but i got a ride! ... making music for the vibes. fuck the negatives, got a lot of pride! nothing on the wrists though, i don't care for ice (eyes)! I don't wanna need! Sometimes i just want it all to be there for me! Sometimes it's just way too much to keep. It's never one thing. It's a plethora.

We got the 404, show em what it do. Ten years in it really married to the lyrics, Carry double digit amount of albums just to trouble pals to hear it Spirited away, all my feelings in a safe and it's ill, they're calling out "ill!", like they're missing paychecks, and HK tryna eat way more than Lays, Chex, homemade bread. Still in a way, fuckin' killin' it today, and it's real, they're calling it real, like the next GTA fuck a type beat, we slay future's where i be, not the slimy way, try me, bae, i'm a fly on your face, ‘cause fuck a wall, facebook just lies anyway. I cop a bluntsmith the name of Nao then A we tryna stay at a palace, while my pals practice front smiths. I'll make it all better for you! We got the 404, show em what it do. Aye, it’s P-Tree dot mp3, LLC with no limits tho so more like LC you take L’s and seats while I smoke L’s, Three at a time you smoking dimes weekly weak speaking emcees locked out but the keys stuck to me fuck a T-break I breathe, puff and repeat you tough as cheesecake get deleted with the heat I spit easily I’m a keepsake you disintegrate like pitas ate! Peter’s great, he’s got a leaders fate drinking liters of liquor but fuck the P’s and purple drank I’m climbing verbal ranks you moving like a turtle while I skate by 42 minute commercial break gonna put em in the hearse today they wanna hurt me in the worst of ways I'll make it all better for you! We got the 404, show em what it do.

Even ghosts need rain. Put a candle in your room to see them, as the snow falls on the palm trees. You and I will never believe! *freestyle* Do you even care?

Like i said, i just wanna be I. Honestly that's the only thing that ever makes me try. No reason to define me, but plenty to refine. (that's true!) A.C. stays cold as an AC, gold as some Au, flowin' like Dasani. Over by lake taghkanic, i got niggas that ain't you. and in the same way i'd like to f*ckin' date her, I got golden dreams from the streets to the nations, to the banks, too. Confidence gon' stay true/aligned up with my actions. (karma) Find me on my mattress. Thinkin' bout the patterns. Ballin' like i hate you! (as if) F*ck thinkin' about that though. Got a pizza at the door. Heard my dealer's packed to go! and I ain't that sad that the past is no longer here, Knock it off like whack-a-mole. While i hear jake paul got you asking all these niggas where the motherf***in' basketball at. Your expectations ain't facts, y'know. Poetry in my pocket all packaged up. Me vs Self and i've had enough, keep the key to my heart under passenger's seat. Me and lamar sayin' damn to these antics, life why you gotta be antagonistic? (It's as if) my time's not over but my past is. Fix my face and throw my life away, Today I need a cofee, Cough and spit, i wheeze the keys i need to drive me off this cliff I sniff a line, and then i'm back in time to climb another rung, the ladder broke i smoke a bowl to eat and down the street i rome away from home, ironically, honestly, need a minute for this s*** Anemic so i keep an iron idly by my dick And if you wanna test me, smith and wesson hardly due to trick Ungodly broads just wanna tug the johnson ominously quick Anonymous bloggers just wanna cross him like frogger, You play lacrosse? You're a jogger Don't fuck with Peter, no Parker I park my whip outside your residence and spray it til the clip done Outrun the mexicans, the next of kin to gobble my d*** Is getting split, son

Don’t let your heart break, On account of me. Take what you need. Set yourself free. Love... Such a dangerous game. We all want to win. We all want to play. Don’t break your heart, on account of me! Just let your heart be free! Loves such a dangerous game and we all win something. Weather it, this heartbreak... ... on account of me. take what you need.

I just hope you're doing well. I sit at home, thinking over shows i rarely tell. ... ... I just hope you're very well. you no longer know me, we're no longer homies. ... ... But when i think of you it's the good times. I learned a thing or two and opened your mind. Had a feeling that we knew when it was our prime. Do things really burn out like that, or what about tryin'? did we need to try?

ballin' hard as doctor mario's salary calm and low at the deep, catching goals outta reach, he'd rather cap the loud, have no black and milds, just a cat and smile, after while, kick them bastards out, if they actin' child past is wild, still navigating wildlands but it's never not a hand from the fate my dice lands on, gaugin' like a benz, haters gon' pretend, but i'm space invaders playin' in the basement with a plan and i'm calling starks on all the artsy folks that i can see, thought it known when i was three that life, it's flow was quite easy, but i know i gotta keep my effort rollin', grindin', neat idiosyncrasies keep their nose's point at me, i got a glow! too unique. No way it's goin', hope faith is showin' up! Whole place know when i show face, it's blowin' up! Don't take omens, rotate to own friends! Okay, hold! When i OK, we're goin' up! Okay, when i OK, we're goin'! No way it's goin', hope faith is showin'! Whole place know when i show face... Don't take the omens, rotate to your own friends Okay, hold, when i say, we're goin'! Okay, when i say okay!

Every pace around the parking lot... Not sure of what I want to do anymore... Missed you so dear, come back home. Missed you so, here what you missed with me alone. I don't know what i want but you sure taught me how to want by showing me exactly what i didn't, now i'm looking for what's been missing behind the mountains... I don't know what lies behind them. but it's not what's in here. i'm tired of hiding! my vision's clear. i always wanna smile! Can you still hear me? I'm talking to you... Every day feels the same way and I'm caving in. Caving in. I'm still fine.

great hits, they can't take my shit. fakes wanna hate my shit. bae wants to break my- think she's gonna break her back my niggas go way too back for a ***** to talk **** and have me take that crap. you're in no place to relay our past or relate to the pain i've had. raps are as slick as a raincoat stiff as the paint old, dick in some plain clothes yo it's the same old no-gold-wearing, know-cold-weather-type and yo this shit is feather light i'm jumping on my pogo stick, take a slomo flick click on the link and blink, it'll load real quick like a foe, on the mic, twin 44s, take his life. with a knife i could slice up a pie, hit a lick with the stick that i keep on my side i could dry in the sun so like why'd i keep a gun if i'm none to insight, or instigate a fight i've won? art club my mac, it spits like tupac, if too packed we split for two bags, betchu ain't know that! too bad, you ain't got all facts. you act like you do, fact is you ain't a government cat, and if you e. gadd, still ain't got shit on my lab. visit the mansion, i'm not tryna have a dancer hold me ransom got a fancy chick that answers all my questions, thinks i'm handy ableton for days and when i'm glad i grab the brandy i flashback to george and randy phase some times 'cause shit was simple in high school. *playing mario maker and blazin'*

Work. Play. Work. Play. Work. Play. Work. Play Considering daily intoxicants, no pink toes just pot and gin. Sealing my fate easy, clock just ticks, involuntary like oxygen into my mouth and then out. Chillin' with mary 'cause that's a friend. Let's get a shout to the couch! (hooray) Time just passes. Like molasses. Like the flash and life is tragic but while i'm in traffic i might as well practice my last breath. Auto-pilot be the only reason i ain't crashin'. Work. Play. Work. Play. Welcome, everyone! Today i have a few breathing exercises for you. Breathe In. Out. In. Out. Hey my name is pete, And it’s hard to breathe, when i got the weed in my chest. But the stress low when i got the cess burnin’, learnin’ how to take my steps slow. Groundbreaking process, progress is a snail pace. That’s my failsafe. Whether hail or rain wailing down. Can’t complain, 4-7-8, then i’m straight, shallow inhale, then i wait, then a deep exhale. what it entails is some patience. wanna tell tales? you can save it. I’m meditating, celebrating the renovations i’ve made. My lack of escalating is elevating, I’ve been educated. Regulated my breathe and lessened medication.

Eyelids open to a smilin' goddess who played violins once, i'm thinking i can see potential in her, all of my friends seem like winners. wonder what i can do to let their visions out. Used to be careless for hours, losing females pissed and nowadays, i just watch the office, using the mary to blaze waiting for new york to be like boston, can't be too impatient. ... dancing like i'm drake and conscious-rapping like i'm kendrick. Tell me when to wake up... I leave you the imprint of my hand on your windshield. You never cleaned it, so each time it was raining, you could see someone's fingers. You wanna remember, you try to remember.

When the dome ache then the bowl break wind Never Cobain, keep my brain spinning, low maintenance abstain from the fucking vote You get a shell if a stain on my coat hit a stain with the bros maintain the training it goes well then I’m gonna blow eighths till my clothes opaque resin showed loading gta cheat codes how I play these rhodes running in my street clothes tryna get the weed smoke off *cough* the pilaf that I just ate was a meal, god never he’d feel like a real squad and for good reason. the pieces of shit he’s been dealing with are but mere demons change homies like a change of the seasons splitting on me quick like a dick but for no god damn reason all treasonous treacherous f****** d*** s****** b**** know you are joining the legion fuck the collegiate I’m out here studying these rhythms

Please take me away. Like you'd say you'd do. Over seas of blue, Oceans i would sing to you. Like the birds above, the feathers would be better, if the wings knew love. I wish for simpler days. Tasting the erasing feeling, Of the washing waves. I could never be you. I could only claim to know you! If it's been a good year, why am i so tired? No rims on my whip, got me feeling dire. Good in the sheets, but you still are a liar. Coupons on my love? Yeah, they're all expired. Scraping by the days, got my nails wearin' down. Taking time, on my wave, but i still won't drown. Feeling good every day, in this washed-up town. PK, Queen City, now i'll take my crown. Head in the morning, good brain in my skull. And you read all the time, yet you're still so dull.. Morning light on my body, ass fat, never run. Love the curves on my hips in the rays of the sun. Momma kept me spooked, told me "knowledge was power" But i still went to college and keep my gun in the shower. (Third) degree burns, on my palms and my fingers. Filter out all the smoke, and let reality linger.

I like to start abruptly, like eruptions in hawaii, where true gangsters lie bout dying ain't a stranger if you "hi" me Saw you on the streets last weekend, I guess that means you know me then, huh? Crashed ableton to sound like JPEGMAFIA, my mac's got a lotta tracks, gotta back em up. Facts are tough, i know, can you add em up though for me? Rapping's so funny, it's like honey, like (ayo chill, keep it anonymous) Love pinocchio making home more homely, the art is personal, and the club can be family now. Married to the sound. Married to the game. It's a wedding thing. Loving what i make. It's a wedding thing. Loving what i make. And when i got a tune to make, all i gotta do is say... Rhythm's like the clock, always going. Never knocked, i got several projects showing. Get a mob, set up shop, kettle top off-blowin' Send a letter off, while the general talk i'm no Better person than the next but member best to get to learning. Extrovert but introspective 'cause i'm always searching quests and curses. I'm Neve Parker, you're Steve Harvey. I'm off on a deep embarking, you're off that ground, and these niggas just keep barking I'm married to the sound. Married to the game. It's a wedding thing. Lovin' what i make, like we got some wedding rings. And i'm always pressin' play, so, all i wanna do is...

Been tryna move with fate, and create with creatives, soly bomaye, don't you wait for no dead weight, all they do is flake, i'm the mate she wants to mate with, twenty under belt, i enter places with complacence. ace card, how i play hard with my baes, and my bass pleases ears, best way to hear is all the way up. girls always drowning faces in makeup, but i'm townin' wonderin' who's morals match the mural. often out when your townie's in, gallopin' to klonopin dealers just for weed smoke for healing my people. never touch a pill though, less it's for medical reasons. recently considered the blue, but there's gold in me the older me is bound to see a day where literally everything is better for me and my multiplayers and we making cheddar as if Tony S(tark) our only neighbor as for fakes, i can see the phony in their lonely faces. I got way too many days left to stay in the basement neckbeard, face twisted from the Tanqueray gin "hey man, can you give my mixtape spins?" save me the trip, are there voicemails in it? cut the scratchy, catch me with a bag of tree, fuck the other trash you puttin in your vascular system i speak wisdom on a good day, so sweet you need some insulin, insults on the bad ones. my fist i grip, don't slip! i'm fuckin' flippin, and listen. my brain gone sometimes, the dawn train go by. i used to see it, i used to see it go by, i used to be at home, why i gotta turn everything cold that i touch? ... I want my flowers to bloom. The ones, dried up in my room. i never give them water, and it's getting slowly hotter, i wonder, will my flowers wilt away?