Nigga flavors, go ‘head, son, get you some
Standout with the cannon, outstanding, south bandit
Nah I ain’t gettin out my car man I pop the trunk so you could put your shit in there nigga
I know deep down inside, man, he hate that shit
Trap spot was always bunkin’
Still a nigga out in Calabasas
[Outro: DC Young Fly]
Looking for peace when I stare at you
Plotting for the perfect time to bury me
Oh let go then, AY
And my world view was always shut
Looking for peace in America
Whole life been nigga rich
He need to come on man ‘fore I cancel the trip
Looking for peace when I stare at you
Aye man get the fuck out my way boy this the lyft driver
I be looking for peace in America
I’m just your ride, not your chauffeur
‘Til it’s time to die, bye, bye, nigga
But see I sent comets to the Earth
White folks like, "That’s my nigga"
Me and my niggas the niggas that they should’ve never let go free
USA eat me like a cancer
Niggas lost faith and quit on me
Ain’t no Kunta Kinte, nigga Toby what they told me
My, did I come at the wrong time?
Everybody wanna be a nigga, but nobody wanna be a nigga when it’s time to be a nigga
UK eat me like cancer
Set it up so when I meet the reaper
Ask King James what’s the fucking answer
[Chorus: Johnny Venus]
When I’m in the city
Bitches leave niggas for cunnilingus
Nigga from nigga slum
Oval office, presidential grasses
And you can see the stains I place upon the sheets
We ignore all the noise from the Outland
Only outlet was the moon walk
Surrender your independence till the sentence finsihed
So you know by any means, really mean any and everything to the team
Blue tongue, red tongue

Open the door
Michael Jackson dances, so shuck and jive, nigga, bust a nine
See I was outside riskin’ snakes eyes
Looking for peace when I stare at you

[Verse 1: J.I.D]
Not as lit as I’m finna be
Fuck me like her nigga non-existent
Now don’t get offended, I was just giving you hard time
Don’t panic, please, ’cause if I get nervous we get un-sturdy and start to squeeze
Asians like, "That’s my nigga"
You know I’m here for the nigga shit
Giggity giggity
I be looking for peace in America
I just wake up and do shit differently
Oh, you gon’ come for me?
Finna pick these niggas up
Neighborhood was always crunk
Smoking in the car
Since my momma let a project nigga hit

I can never say they doubted my ability

No negativity, niggativity
Okay, niggadom
Looking for peace when I stare at you
But package store was always open
Come to your block, give you hard line
What it’s gon be?
[Chorus: Johnny Venus]
Burning bridges with my tunnel vision
Still a nigga when I greet the masses
[Verse 2: Johnny Venus]
Yuh, boy I shoot your ass
Looking for peace in America
Nigga shit on social media
One monkey don’t stop no show my niggas got goals and responsibilities
Nigga, please, show ’em the green like a caddy
Looking for peace in America
Let do it, get in the car boy
Or more than a gun for me
When I fuck my white girl and I meet her daddy
Let my son reap the benefits
Everybody, everybody (uh ok)
Along the way some niggas just wasn’t feeling me
Read or write the beat then have your girl ride the C train to me to ride the D and give me brain
Gettin’ money and they tag the crib
Come on man I got AC, Just got it fixed big dawg, lets do it

[Verse 3: Doctur Dot]
Come on man, yall niggas come on man
Looking for peace when I stare at you, oh
I do need to work though so I ain’t going to cancel it
What you think this is nigga
Get a nigga pinched, end up in the pen
Looking for peace when I stare at you
I let you assign them worth
Me, I was humming at your birth
Well my nigga, you better have it on me at least
Nothing off limits nigga, ain’t gon’ keep shit clean
Lift them tities up, thank you
If you thinking it then say it when you see a nigga
They like, Doc you litty
There go
Looking for peace in America
Nigga got a lot of gifts
Jail house don’t ever close
But that shit don’t change my appearance
Latins like, "That’s my nigga"
With my life chances, stakes high
Niggas got me talking through my teeth like I’m 50 Cent in ’03
I’m more than a man, not a god, but the boy is a man
I put colors on the spectrum
I just tuck ’em in the back of my memory
Even with no pot you got a cup to piss in
I ain’t got no good fucking [?] ay
Venus, Serena them daddy
Why you being silly fucking with me
Aight nigga uhhh
Please be clear, I rhyme, I do not mind
Uh, get in
Looking for peace when I stare at you
Cool me up with this shit, eat this shit
Shoot behind the line, my only advances