Swervin’

By Devy Cooper

Released on February 23, 2019

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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 fuck you owe me

When I call you

You ain’t never slide

Fuck 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 pussy get the talking

I ain’t know he betray me

I ain’t know he betray me

Now I’m trapping by my lonely

Fuck a friend most niggas 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 class

Said fuck school jumped off da porch

And pops oh was so mad

I ain’t give a fuck I’m trappin late

So Fuck 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

Shit 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 nigga 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