Yo, it's Cobb season again, you know what I mean? Let me talk my *** Yo, Sean, yo, Jason Yo, Tiptoe, let me talk my *** real quick, you know what I mean? D.T. Carter, what's happenin'? If I die, and a rapper make a song for me But never did a song with me while I was alive I want y'all to pull his hoe Carter Is he a hoe? It's Cobb though, yeah Phony rap niggas be lyin', no need to call him out Pull up in the Bentley of stars, my money fallin' out Y'all know what it's all about I really know the dope dealers, they roast no fall about Y'all wasn't ballin' out, I saw you You tried to change your past and your rap lyrics Hopin' your fans hear it and believe you But them rap, irrit, irrit rap lyrics So pussy that you should pap smear it I be in the midnight ghosts, feelin' like a black spirit Military gang ***, nigga, we came to change *** Uppercut the game in the gin, cause it need a facelift Rats and you racist, I wouldn't wanna be in your shoes When the Swiss can't leave you dead in your K-Swiss Grew up in a punishing environment, cause the government desired it Facts, but when in the public, they denyin' it Democrats and Republicans are hidin' it Yeah, they fire racist cops, but I doubt that his gun is in retirement I'll slide that racist nigga Spendin' your last on a designer belt, that's how I waste a nigga Plug him in jet when the slugs from the glizzy Like a grizzly, bear hug him to death The grim reaper embrace you niggas Cops! C.O.P.'s a family business, comin' through, what it do? Try to stop my team from gettin' a W, who the *** are you? Mindin' my own business, I stay self-approved *** a roof, addicted to convertibles, a gun to coop, run the loop Yeah, we get fly, everything ain't about the money, no I'm the same guy, whether I'm ballin' or my money low I can still remember when I was bummy, yo Hungry, yo Systematic oppression, only thing in my stomach, bro Money just kept gettin' tighter and tighter Tighter than the insiders of Fire Vagina And tryin' to find what's like mining for diamonds, that's what we tryin' to acquire Cost of livin' gettin' higher and higher Strike me with lightning if I am a liar My diet was dire, couldn't even try to buy a papaya So I decided to buy me a lighter, just so I could fight fire with fire Heart of a lion and eye of a tiger Like I am describin' a liger, but I am describin' a type of survivor That writers admire and hire Swear to God I can inspire, acquire And they write minor desire Testimonies that belong to only me No need for me to try to deny it My friends doubted me, but I didn't buy it Sleepin' on me like a knight at the hyatt So I sling rocks like a slingshot Poverty was like a liar to giants So crooked always got the iron beside him Trapped in the storm, higher Poseidon My life's more than rhymes I am recitin' It is what it is, fertility clinics in Beverly Hills Abortion clinics all around the hood, they killin' the kids They don't want me and my niggas to live So I get richer and richer, I get the dividends My nigga, but this is the jig, I'm sick of the pigs Pull me over cause I'm whippin' the whip Jealous cause my crib bigger than his Talkin' to me like I'm primitive All my comprehension's limited, this what it is Say that condescending *** for your kids Guns go dutch, splittin' your wigs Guns go pow, adjournal The life of a C.O.P. bandana Is eternal Uniformly worn by soldiers, generals And brigadier colonels Defacing a cop flag for no rhyme or reason Is an act of treason It's black and white because there's no gray area To what we believe in It's C.O.P. season