Cops n Robbers
Bumping classics on my headphones
Came in 01 so Jermaine the one I been on
Real cole lyrics in my mind I'm boutta spin off
Put me in a crowd of fucking loses yeah I'm pissed off
Hungrier than hungry I be starving tryna get off
Gotta warm up
Get up off the sideline this my minute
The moment I been praying I been wating for I'm in it
I'm done using my mind i speak my heart cause I can feel it
And all the little homeies only listen if they live it
I'm tryna touch ya soul and change yo path I'm on a mission
You can get it
Without the fucking juggin and the flippin
With you stealing weed and fucking lives from other children
Listen
Try to see the picture that I'm pitchen
This shit is getting ugly you remember we was kickin
Shit all in the yard just havin fun that was the illest
If I could take us back you know I would i wont forget it... damn.
Im boutta cry off my description
Now we split apart and I cant lie I fuckin miss it... dawg
I miss you kickin it with me
Back when we was kids there wasn't we couldn't be
We was doctors robbers cops man we was zombies
We thought that we was hard and wished a mf tried me
We was brothers
And couldn't nothing ever come between us
If someone fuck with you they ain't gon see you they gon see us
You my blood dog
Yo this shit is gettin kinda sad
I cant believe you played me yo I still be getting mad
I guess I'm trippin flippin tryna figure out
Why you never chose to try to go the better rout
Shit was put right in yo hand man all you had to do was take it
Livin in my crib I really thought that you was changing
Got yo ass a job you was late but you would make it
Wearing all my cloths you know I wouldn't leave you naked
But day after the other you was smelling like some weed
So I asked you please dont be smokin in my T's
You told me it was cool and slipped into some of my jeans
Back the next morning and my shit was fuckin stankin
Im done dont wear my shit again yo I cant take it
Then you fuckin robbed me now I know that you was fakin