[Intro: 917 Rackz, Sam Dew]
(Yo, whatchu' doin', 4ddey?)
I hope you find some peace of mind in this life- (Rackz)
I hope you find some peace of mind in this life- (Rackz, Rackz, Rackz)
I hope you find some peace of mind in this lifetime
Brrrt, boom, boom, boom

[Verse 1: 917 Rackz]
Red beam, you ran outta luck
Now you is dead and deceased
Put the AK on the motherfuckin' drum
I'm spinnin' the block, your bed in the streets
He dissin' the dead, I ain't dead in the beef
Fuck that, I get the bread and the breesh
Fuck that, I get the head and I leave
Fuck that, ain't no one better than me
Bitch, it's just me and Block and we sippin' the lean
Smokin' on opps, they dead and deceased
And fuckin' on thots, you know the routine
Gang, gotta keep me a whole lotta racks in my jeans
Gang, and I'm lookin for the somebody
Ain't spinnin', won't come by me
Ain't wit' it, won't come try me
Rackz, my 'ooter, he totin' that Glock with bodies
Hit the ground and rock his body
Trappin', I'm selling rock and oxy
I got a demon that's [?]
[Verse 2: Blockwork, 917 Rackz]
100k, I need a bust down
And my shooter gon' shoot at your estate
Make her play, I go for the toss down
She mine, I don't [?]
Like what, like wait
How you my opp, never came to the 8
Close range, shoot through the gates
Pussy good, I be [?]
I'm wit' your baddie, she totin' the knock
Young Money, I make her bed rock
No legs, I want a headshot
[?], he workin' at Best Buy
Do up a Fanta, with the lean
I'm nice, but I can get mean
You a wanksta', what did you do?
Bend through, I'm lookin' for you
Duck, let that shit go
Do a show with the pole on the road
You not tough, we know you a hoe
Please don't lack, don't get put on a poster
They not no 'oota, you just got a pole
He dead, I already know
Like bitch, like damn
Bitch I put in work [?]
Sticks on sticks, I do not play hockey
Send the addy, I sit in your lobby
He could get shmurderd, [?]
When I drill, I turn off my phone
Pop two Percs', I get in my zone
I ain't [?]
Dumpin' and dumpin', I came with the chrome
Catch a beat and then fly out the room
Like, I'm a demon, I know that I'm wild
Too slick, she jackin' my style
Put that dick in her mouth, yeah I like how she swallow
[?]
I'm with steppas', you with lames
Yo bro, take off his chain
What you rep', [?]
Say the wrong thing, I'ma let that shit bang
Like, see me, see you, let that sing
If he run up on me I'ma fling
I'm too different, I'm changin' the game
I been [?] so stay in your lane, like
(Like, grrah)
(Grrah, what?)
(I been [?] so stay in your lane)
[Verse 3: 917 Rackz]
I been [?]
Shoot up the party, causing commotion
That pocket rocket make it hot
We get on your block and make an explosion
Yeah, they pocket watching and they popped it
Do it a lot, I know they [?]
Hop in a car, uh, it's stolen
Before the drill we gotta test it
Heard he got shot, survived the [?]
Said they got knocks, they lied, I guessed it
[?]
I got over this pain, give it back
She fuck with the opps, I make her go backwards
You fuck with the opps, I make you run track wit' em
Rackz, wanna know what happened but I [?]
My demons is takin' that grip and that chain
Oh, he in his bag [?]
My demons is takin' that risk for the gang
He better not lack cause we 'boutta have fun
We packin' a few, now we 'boutta add one
We packin' the tool, I hope that you have one
Rackz

[Outro: Sam Dew]
I hope you find some peace of mind in this lifetime