coping (feat. GloverOfficial)

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Will Kobus

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We been on our
Yeah
Yeah
I'm always in and out the mix
And always out the dodge
Can't have no hate out for a bitch
I gotta give 'em love
But sometimes
They be on that shit
And tell her cool out
And roll a dub
Cause i'm tired of her shit
Whole time
I am really up
Trying to be better than i was
Last year blowing stacks on stupid shit
Just cause i could
Feel like
Baby only want me for the wood
She wish a lil' engine could
Get up in the mix
Babygirl, a nigga
Pretty good already
It ain't no hate
I just need space after i n**
Up on your face
I got get back to work
My exquisite taste
Keep me up late
For lack of better words
I
Don't make mistakes
Only lessons learned
That's how i see it
If it happens once
I really can't repeat it
Heard you feeling hatred
Better not come speak it
Cause them words we finna make you
Eat 'em
Talking wild but it might get you
Caught up
For that shit called treason

Aye, nah for real
(Nah for real)
We been outside on the block
They not for real
(They not for real)
We ain't moving crack
Just raps
Nah, for real
(Nah for real)
I been trying to get better
Get a better bill
Nah, for real
We been on our grind
Nah, for real
Nigga talkin' wild, but he not
for real
He been acting like he hard
He not for real

Reconcile with loss
Not reminiscing often
Dodge the Menikmati
State, no Eric Koston
Cinco different roaches rested
In a gauntlet
Closer to a light to tamp
And tamper with the darkness
Nun' but pressure
I be pressing on regardless
The body advertising cuts and bloody gauzes
Battle scars attained from ventures out to harvest
For us
Withered, weak
Too weary-felt to reap the charges
And say it with your chest, flex
Only half the time
Then reassess
A bit obsessed, yes
With winning, aced the tests
Blessed
Minute since I let stress
Diminish what's possessed
Put on for the fam
Do it for the crest
When I started
I was littered with the stress
Of trying to be Aaliyah
Feeling love from being at your best
Until I recognized it's fleeting
Hard to feed the bigger threats
No need to get upset
Coaches yelling
Beefing with the refs
Doing what I can
And trust it work, more easy to accept
Losses coming by the the way of life
Way easier to step
While two stepping to cadence of my breath
The scope on one percent
The target locked
Coping, I'm a mess

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