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devy cooper - swervin' lyrics

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i was sippin lean & swervin’ in traffic
momma prayed her baby boy could make it happen
dreams of calamari and living in mansions
them second chances
dey just kept me standing

i was sippin lean & swervin’ in traffic
momma prayed her baby boy could make it happen
dreams of calamari and living in mansions
them second chances
dey just kept me standing

word up to my og kept it real w me
and never lied
how the f-ck you owe me
when i call you
you ain’t never slide
f-ck whoever doubt me
this jus’ how i did it w no pride
did it w no pride
you get the switchin’ sides
and i was catching dem cases
type a p-ssy get the talking
i ain’t know he betray me
i ain’t know he betray me
now i’m trapping by my lonely
f-ck a friend most n-ggas op not homies
catch a vibe if he get the running let bro spark em inside
backwoods filled w cheese & cookie
flavored cherry pie
if she lookin’ good i’ll let lil mama take a ride
skrt skrt i might do dash

racing round in foreign and i hope i don’t crash
saw it as race
i’m coming first
she coming last

get throwed
i was selling 4’s after cl-ss
said f-ck school jumped off da porch
and pops oh was so mad
i ain’t give a f-ck i’m trappin late
so f-ck da bus what to discuss
keep it a buck let’s get it up

i was sippin lean & swervin’ in traffic
momma prayed her baby boy could make it happen
dreams of calamari and living in mansions
them second chances
dey just kept me standing

it’s been hot on top the block
and there’s no stopping the sport
some try ball like stephen curry
steady playing the court
no checkin of course
da police came & put me in court
got no smile on top my face
can’t feel a sense of remorse
for the people that make chains
just been tryna’ make change
also tryna’ make a change
sh-t ain’t change it feel all da same

the dead lock when u hustle
while the feds watch keep ya head hot
glock w beams das a red dot
they so culture but feeding from the vultures
keep my head inside da doucha
and my business where it’s sposed ta
can’t let a n-gga come in between
been all bout da hustle
and it’s all bout da cream

i was sippin lean & swervin’ in traffic
momma prayed her baby boy could make it happen
dreams of calamari and living in mansions
them second chances
dey just kept me standing



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