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coupe cujo - poor in the rich lyrics

i’m still servin
i’m still servin and hitting l!cks
granny think her boy a saint, so innocent
in the a.m. want my juice orange and eggs benedict
took an l on my investments, sometimes that’s how business is
n0body cared about a poor kid who grow up in the rich
sometimes couldn’t afford kicks, now driving porsche’s
my house a fortress, i’m greedy i want extra portions
shopping for north face 700s no taxes in portland
devil h+rns on the dodge it’s 700 horses
rally stripe it’s off white, kinda look like porcelain
i’m holding on to my collection til it’s worth a fortune
until i reach 100g’s i’m in white t’s and force’s
servin you can buy p or mp3
bro got mp5’s on g+o+d
but this ain’t cod
just order number 54 from pavlo[?] this is vietnamеse
it was all a blur but hard times i would remеmber vividly

i’m still servin
what you need what you like, you can’t find a lower price, i can send it overnight
i’m still servin
what you need what you like, you can’t find a lower price, i can send it overnight
i’m still servin
what you need what you like, you can’t find a lower price, i can send it overnight
i’m still servin
what you need what you like, you can’t find a lower price, i can send it overnight
i’m still servin, i’m not perfect
rollers listenin but all my convos in cursive
i tried blending in, but i like benzes with curtains
and short women with curves that look like she just left the surgeon
i’m parked on virginia, just pull up to the gate
what you need? we got p’s, zips and quarters, and we got 8th’s
i had nothing to my name, look how far i’ve came
don’t underestimate my range, don’t ever disrespect the game
when i lost everything, jewelry got appraised
swat team was on my roof, my neighbors looking at me strange
standing corners on that underthang, i don’t carry change
winter time we in big trucks these tires made by all terrain
don’t call me bro in public, but in private speak bad on my name
don’t get a taste of fame then switch, that’s how relationships get strained
n0body cared about a poor kid who grew up in the rich
maybe one day i will quit and go legit, but until then….

- coupe cujo lyrics

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