COPPED A DOZEN.
• Written by trippy_official
VERSE ONE
Thought that I was new, but it turns out that I wasnt
Tried to get a milli but I only copped a dozen
Abandoned by my parents, picked up by my cousin
Condolences to Gramps, my goodness, man, I love him
Tryna make my music, and Im waitin on the samples
Handlin the pressure is like carrying a handful
Burnin up these bars like I'm burnin up a candle
Wanna be like Him, even cop my Jesus sandles
Spun into the game like a jockey spin them disks
Used to settle disagreements with my two fists
Then I discovered that Jesus Christ exists
So I made christian rap and went away with the disses
I dont ever stop, quit, no I cannot
Never quit grindin till the day that I drop
Unless I let me album further drop
Rice krispie slogan make me go pop
Snap crackle shackle hackle dackle fackle, not
Roll my fists like popeye, kid Ill knock your socks
Now in the modern day its, kid I'll pull the glock
Hold up, my time is past due, this guy is on the clock
it's trippy
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trippy_official
Member since February 12 2023