Quiet Place by Gee Watts Lyrics
[Verse 1]
My quiet place where the ride wait
Devil pie with a side of holy water what I ate
I'm in shape, so hip to the bullshit
Loadin' up my chopper with rounds of knowledge to duel with
Full clip battle mode where yo cattle load
Daughter stomach growlin' Simba on pride mountain I rattle for
Stressin', every method bet I second guessin'
Generation gad forever 21 some expression
Close minded the present going backwards everybody tough till you knuckle up they dab ya
Bitch put yo hand to shake I'mma smack ya
Cap a nigga dog for fraternizing my chapter
So much anger built inside running back low lights on life so I get high
Young-ins ready to die, they encouraged to kill
My lil' cousin twelve talking 'bout he do it for the thrill
Other cousin fourteen, he trippin' off a pill
Big broke gettin' wet imagine how my auntie feel, shit
A zombie feel gun powder reeking, minimal opportunity killer city misery region
Big four fives all my niggas carry for many reasons
Cause if the babies ain't safe ain't no telling when we leavin'
Emotions get deleted, thank God for my daughter, my purity reincarnated now that I'm a father
Still bothered, not knowing how many weeks left stressin' paranoia fill my mind like heat fledge
Deep breath, I'm analyzing my eyeball wedge prepared no need for motive one shot bang
[Hook]
Welcome to my quiet place
Haha
Yeah
Uh-huh
Welcome to my quiet place
Right
Yeah
Uh-huh
Welcome to my quiet place
My quiet place where the ride wait
Devil pie with a side of holy water what I ate
I'm in shape, so hip to the bullshit
Loadin' up my chopper with rounds of knowledge to duel with
Full clip battle mode where yo cattle load
Daughter stomach growlin' Simba on pride mountain I rattle for
Stressin', every method bet I second guessin'
Generation gad forever 21 some expression
Close minded the present going backwards everybody tough till you knuckle up they dab ya
Bitch put yo hand to shake I'mma smack ya
Cap a nigga dog for fraternizing my chapter
So much anger built inside running back low lights on life so I get high
Young-ins ready to die, they encouraged to kill
My lil' cousin twelve talking 'bout he do it for the thrill
Other cousin fourteen, he trippin' off a pill
Big broke gettin' wet imagine how my auntie feel, shit
A zombie feel gun powder reeking, minimal opportunity killer city misery region
Big four fives all my niggas carry for many reasons
Cause if the babies ain't safe ain't no telling when we leavin'
Emotions get deleted, thank God for my daughter, my purity reincarnated now that I'm a father
Still bothered, not knowing how many weeks left stressin' paranoia fill my mind like heat fledge
Deep breath, I'm analyzing my eyeball wedge prepared no need for motive one shot bang
[Hook]
Welcome to my quiet place
Haha
Yeah
Uh-huh
Welcome to my quiet place
Right
Yeah
Uh-huh
Welcome to my quiet place