COB Season

Yo, it's COB Season again, you know what I mean? Lemme talk my shit
 Yo Shaun
 Yo Jason
 Yo TipToe
 Lemme talk my shit real quick, ya know what I mean
 DT Carter What's happening'?
 If I die and a rapper make a song for me
 But never did a song with me
 While I was alive
 I want ya'll to pull his hoe card
 'Cause he a hoe
 It's COB though yeah
 Phony Rap niggas be lying, no need to call 'em out
 Pull up in a Bentley at Stars, my money falling' out
 Y'all know what it's all about
 I really know the dope dealers
 They rode snow fall about
 Y'all wasn't balling' out, I saw you
 You tried to change your pass in your rap lyrics
 Hoping' your fans hear it and believе you, but them rap ear it ear it
 Rap lyric so pussy, that you should Pap smеar it
 I be in the midnight ghost feelin' like a Black spirit
 Military gang shit, nigga, we came to change shit
 Uppercut the game in the chin 'cause it need a facelift
 Rats in you racist, I wouldn't wanna be in your shoes
 When the Swiss K 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 denying' it
 Democrats and Republicans are hiding' it
 Yeah they fire racist cops
 But I doubt that his gun is in retirement
 I slide that racist nigga
 Spending' your last on the designer belt
 That's how I waste a nigga
 Plug 'em inject when a slugs from a glizzy like a Grizzly Bear hug 'em to death
 The Grim Reaper embrace you niggas
 C.O.B's a Family Bvsiness comin' through
 What it do?
 Try to stop my team from getting' the W
 Who the fuck are you?
 Minding' my own business I stay sucker proof, Fuck a roof
 Addicted to convertibles, a gun, a coupe, run the loot
 Yeah we get fly everything ain't 'bout the money no
 I'm the same guy whether i'm balling' 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 getting' tighter and tighter
 Tighter than the inside of some fire vagina
 And trynna find it was like mining of a diamonds
 That's what we trynna acquire
 Cost of living it getting higher and higher
 Strike me with lightning' if I am a liar
 My diet was dire
 Couldn't even try to buy at Papaya
 So I decided to buy me a lighter
 Just so I can fight fire with fire
 Heart of a Lion and eye of a Tiger
 Like I am describing' a liger
 But I am describing' a type of survivor
 That writers admire and hire
 Swear to God I can inspire a choir
 Nobody in the right mind of desire
 Testimonies that will be only me
 No need for me to try to deny it
 My friends doubted me but I didn't buy it
 Sleeping on me like a night at the Hyatt
 So I sling rocks like a slingshot
 Poverty was like Goliath the Giant
 So Crooked always got the iron beside em
 Trapped in the storm eye of Poseidon
 My life's more than rhymes I'm reciting'
 It is what it is
 Fertility clinics in Beverly Hills
 Abortion clinics all around the hood
 They killing' the kids
 They don't want me and my nias to live
 So I get richer and richer
 I keep the dividends my nigga but this is the jig
 I'm sick of the pigs
 Pull me over 'cause I'm whipping 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
 Save that condescending shit for your kids
 Guns go Dutch splitting your wig
 Guns go!
 A Journey
 The life of a COB bandana, is eternal
 Uniformly worn by Soldiers, Generals and Brigadier Colonels
 Defacing' a COB flag
 For no rhyme and reason (For no rhyme and reason,)
 Is an act of treason (an act of treason)
 It's black and white because there's no Grey Area (No Grey Area)
 So what we believe in (Believe in), is COB season (Season)