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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
Writer(s): Dwight Davis Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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