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Who Coppin' letra


Tired of niggas complaining and shit
It's the mothafuckin solution
How the fuck we gonna get to this mothafuckin money nigga
Get yo mothafuckin head up
It's a million ways to get this shit, nigga
Choose one
Shit's crazy

Livin this mothafuckin' life
You don't know what the fuck gonna happen to you
Stay true to your mothafuckin' self (ay, ay, ay)

I'm diggin' in this box of hope, looking for my heart
Found the digi' scale, turkey bag and a yacht
What you gonna do when your baby need diapers
And the money not comin'
Nigga fuck it, who coppin'?

Had to change my mindset, whole 'nother logic
I knew the streets was dead, nigga, in 2009
I was down bad, nigga, 2009
By 2012 I was pushing S5
Around that time I got a call from my mom
Leave them streets alone son, go and get a job
But I was too deep, nigga, to go and get a job
And plus no nigga my age had these prices
A condo in Vegas, right next to gorgeous Jeep
Two 650s, back to back, that was me
Son two years old, and his pops in the streets
Wasn't on no dumb shit, he was just tryna eat

I'm diggin' in this box of hope, looking for my heart
Found the digi' scale, turkey bag and a yacht
What you gonna do when your baby need diapers
And the money not comin'
Nigga fuck it, who coppin'?
What's happenin'

Gotta stay on my toes
Know the love is not real
I been broke so many times
I don't know how to feel

Let's take it back to 2012, hunnit K up
Still feelin' low, still feelin' stuck
Know I'm livin' wrong, tryna do right
Dropped out of school, put my heart in this mic
Did so much shit, that I never talk about
'Cause I do this from the heart, nigga
Never for the clout
I don't claim to be the toughest
I don't claim to be the richest
All I know is that we made it out these mothafuckin' trenches

I'm diggin' in this box of hope, looking for my heart
Found the digi scale, turkey bag and a yacht
What you gonna do when your baby need diapers
And the money not comin'
Nigga fuck it, who coppin'?
What's happenin'

Gotta stay on my toes
Know the love is not real
I been broke so many times
I don't know how to feel

Goddamn, sock it to me
Ay ay
Yes Lord
Ay, ay, ay

Larry June - Letras

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