Cops n Robbers

Yeah

YEA
We was lil niggas
Played Cops and Robbers
Them hating niggas tried to stop us
From the trenches, I grew up wit goons and goblins
And free my nigga
But he a problem
Drop to my knees, and to God I pray
We needed a way
We was broke
We weren't getting money
Plenty rainy days
Me and Prezi
We was fuckin hungry
Every single day
We was struggling in the trenches
We needed a way

Dribble, dribble down
I go to the goal
Them niggas fakin now
But I could never fold
You gotta watch these niggas
Ya friends be hating on the low
You put your trust in niggas
But they don't wanna see you grow
YEA
Too deep to let go
I take my time, I go slow
I will not lose out on my own
These niggas praying and hoping
That I fall
Me and Prezi
We was in the cold
We shared the same clothes
Bumass North Face
Yea that shit was green
We shared that same coat
His clothes was mine and mine was his nigga
We was hella broke
My mom was hard on us, yea she was strict
We thought we was grown

We was lil niggas
Played Cops and Robbers
Them hating niggas tried to stop us
From the trenches, I grew up wit goons and goblins
And free my nigga
But he a problem
Drop to my knees, and to God I pray
We needed a way
We was broke
We weren't getting money
Plenty rainy days
Me and Prezi
We was fuckin hungry
Every single day
We was struggling in the trenches
We needed a way

I don't fuck with niggas
We don't get along
Put my feeling in each and every song
And I don't trust these bitches
They be doin me wrong
Yea
But pull up on me baby
You can put me on
YEA, YEA
They don't know how much I got like
That bitch is not my type
I'm standin that spotlight
UHH
Niggas been hating on my life
They can't stand on my sides
Pull up and it's on sight
Found a way
Yea, I found a way
Nigga getting paid
I was broke
Now I'm on my way
Tryna get to the cake
Because I'm early
Knew I was on time
They tried to say I'm late
Niggas fake
I don't fuck wit niggas
Punch em in their face

We was lil niggas
Played Cops and Robbers
Them hating niggas tried to stop us
From the trenches, I grew up wit goons and goblins
And free my nigga
But he a problem
Drop to my knees, and to God I pray
We needed a way
We was broke
We weren't getting money
Plenty rainy days
Me and Prezi
We was fuckin hungry
Every single day
We was struggling in the trenches
We needed a way
Need a way
Yea
Needed a way



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Writer(s): Dwight Davis Jr.
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