Cobi Noir - Dirt On My Name

Swear these women the same
And all these people are lame
They busy playing these games
And throwing dirt on my name
The 45 let it bang
When it's up I pull up with the gang
Then they stop throwing dirt on my name
I been waiting for this money for too long
They playing my new songs
I'm paying my dues
And I been playing it cool oh
Big guap, put it with my name, on my tombstone
Wristwatch, all up in your face what do you want
Yea we coming at your head
Yea we coming for your neck yea
Left me out for dead
So I'm rolling wit a tec now
I'm getting ahead
While these people playing catch up
I don't need no meds
If your body on the stretcher
Forty on me let it spray
I live another day
Tell me how the bullets taste
I'm never gonna change
How much can I really take
I'm on a different wave
I been tryna stay the same
They wanna play the game
And you know they love me cause I'm young rich and handsome
Kill the beat like I'm Charles the Manson
Tryna take the money I been holding them for ransom
Talking on my name, turn your name to the past tense
Swear these women the same
And all these people are lame
They busy playing these games
And throwing dirt on my name
The 45 let it bang
When it's up I pull up with the gang
Then they stop throwing dirt on my name
I been waiting for this money for too long
They playing my new songs
I'm paying my dues
And I been playing it cool oh
Big guap, put it with my name, on my tombstone
Wristwatch, all up in your face what do you want
I feel I'm in the depths of the wild wild west
Got a badge up on my chest I'm a wild wild mess
They say Brodie you're the best on the five five list
They be saying I'm up next tryna slide my crib
In a different league, don't you see these labels calling
I ain't giving in ain't no way that I'm stopping
They need me on beat just to keep me on topic
I can't even sleep, cause I keep with the ballin
Swear these women the same
And all these people are lame
They busy playing these games
And throwing dirt on my name
The 45 let it bang
When it's up I pull up with the gang
Then they stop throwing dirt on my name
I been waiting for this money for too long
They playing my new songs
I'm paying my dues
And I been playing it cool oh
Big guap, put it with my name, on my tombstone
Wristwatch, all up in your face what do you want

Written by:
Munyaradzi Marufu

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