Coopex — Killer (ft. M.I.M.E & Swisha T)

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[Intro]
Swisha
T

[Pre-Chorus: Swisha T]
I didn’t wanna have to let go
Didn’t wanna let go but my demons said so
I didn’t wanna have to let go
Didn’t wanna let go but my demons said so

[Chorus: Swisha T]
Only one I trust is me in this cold ass world
Never show too much trust cuz tables turn
Only one I trust is me in this cold ass world
Never show too much trust cuz tables turn
Yeah, yeah

[Drop: Swisha T]
Yeah, I need a 100 pack
Gave that bitch 200, took my 100 back
Run the the city like I’m Chapo
We ain’t never seen ’em, that’s a John Doe
Keep a burner in my sock drawer
Rollin’ up the kush on the top floor
Who the fairest of ’em all
I be running shit like a fucking marathon
Yeah, see the gold in [?] charm heavy
These haters see me, make they palms sweaty
If you diss me I go Tom Petty
Fuck the shit up out you bitch, you not ready
All my homies, they be militant
Bitches on my rod like a fisherman
They wanna lock me up, I’m tripping man
Someone go and tell the judge that I’m innocent

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[Pre-Chorus: Swisha T]
I didn’t wanna have to let go
Didn’t wanna let go but my demons said so
I didn’t wanna have to let go
Didn’t wanna let go but my demons said so

[Chorus: Swisha T]
Only one I trust is me in this cold ass world
Never show too much trust cuz tables turn
Only one I trust is me in this cold ass world
Never show too much trust cuz tables turn
(Drama)

[Verse: M.I.M.E]
Had my Family turn to frenemies, follow me while I’m on
Had my brothers switch into bitches, I’m steady flicking them switches
I’m laughing rolling in riches, no scratching hold in my inches
Netting every basket, ain’t nothing but getting swishes
Shout out my people, supporters just know we equal
I be deflecting evil in battle with my cerebral
Ayo, shout out to Swisha, my homie’s rolling the piff up
Pull up the venue, these hoes asking for pictures

[Pre-Chorus: Swisha T]
I didn’t wanna have to let go
Didn’t wanna let go but my demons said so
I didn’t wanna have to let go
Didn’t wanna let go but my demons said so

[Drop: Swisha T]
Yeah, I need a 100 pack
Gave that bitch 200, took my 100 back
Run the the city like I’m Chapo
We ain’t never seen ’em, that’s a John Doe
Keep a burner in my sock drawer
Rollin’ up the kush on the top floor
Who the fairest of ’em all
I be running shit like a fucking marathon
Yeah, see the gold in [?] charm heavy
These haters see me, make they palms sweaty
If you diss me I go Tom Petty
Fuck the shit up out you bitch, you not ready
All my homies, they be militant
Bitches on my rod like a fisherman
They wanna lock me up, I’m tripping man
Someone go and tell the judge that I’m innocent