Tea Cooper

I'm forever pushin
Plottin wishing for better days
And no matter what they promise
Dont you ever become a slave

So I say fuck perception
The realest niggas is in a grave
Or in a cage using issued numbers like they was names

As we turn the page
This Henny ignite my flame
You niggas be Bitches
Stay over hypin your bitches like Martin Payne

And in Livin Color
I'm different from all my brothers
I'm 93 Damon totin the stainless
Come try me Its Major Payne in here

The shooters shooting
The looters looting
Its Mass Confusion
Corona theories is stupid
I feel like Huey Newton

Black fist in white world
My blunt pearled
Got a white girl make your toes curl
You might hurl

Stupid niggas think major figures
Is six digits
I often listen to Gillie
My words God given

Shoutout to Pippen
This long nose my loud shooter
Im not a hooper but handle rocks like Tea Cooper

Maassa mussa in Prada
I really come from the bottom
I'm meeting beef with them hollows
My destination a dollar

That Nine Millimeter clear up any problem
Sober mind in my cloudy bottle full throttle



Credits
Writer(s): Rico Dixon
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