Put It To Rest Lyrics ā Dillon Cooper
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Put It To Rest by Dillon Cooper
[Intro]
Yeah
Oww, uh huh
Lesā go, uh
[Verse 1]
Yup
Iāve been meaning to say this
Why do most intellectual freshman aināt part of they list
āCause Iāve been getting them looks but them niggas still isnāt famous
Bet you before I die that my cover gonā say āThe Greatestā
Layinā low but Cooper ābout to bump it up a notch
Got a revolution that we shouting through on every block
Yesterday i dreamt about my pops, you know it meant a lot
When he elevated he became my angel counter part
The pussy golden, the cars will never impress me
Twenty-four karat ass, Iāll massage it up in the Bentley
Speaking to life as itās my destiny, got my homegirl named Destiny, texting me, reminiscing ābout some distant memories
My Zodiac givinā be insight, on this life, itāll make a nigga put it in you windpipe
See best friends turned to used-to beās
Then they callinā you talkinā now ābout what you changed and what you used to be
My salutations I give them to āem direct, cuz I exceeded their expectations by cominā correct
Underestimated we guess, jigginā away whatās cominā and cutting scholars a check with a college roll double F
So I left, chasing dreams and my brain just keep all the playinā
Proud is high and blazinā itās probably cuz Iām Jamaican nigga
Rude Boy, and some constructs
Show the young bucks that a nigga flowinā like some golden nunchucks
From the bottom to the middle I started but Iām already topping these b**ches, niggas getting the picture now
Wishing they hit it now poppinā so they can stick around
For what takes it to finish, wow yeah they be actinā different now
Same clowns in a different crowd, face mask
Called āem to a merly, you just gotta cop a late pass
Brooklynās best secret and Iām cominā for all they ass
Musically inclined so Iām not a a part of they fad
Ridiculous and driven, acronymic, stay R.A.D
Black bike a jagged [?] like Michael with the Ray Bans
Who wanna test me Iām callinā out for a [proctor?]
Claiminā they all some rappers but really yāall some impostors boi
I just sh*tted on yāall niggas, swagger jackinā yāall busses, be lucky to get a picture
Snap snappinā fall back nigga thatās that, throw my shades on that black, like a real mac
Rap broad yuh, nigga here that real rap
Sit in the back so low key, donāt f**k with dudes that donāt know me
Cuz I had been in some situations, I had to drive my homies
Niggas carinā about gettinā bread, they sell the show just get ahead boi
Itās all good ācause the friendship donāt even matter
My business model winning, donāt give a f**k ābout the latter
Donāt give a f**k ābout they chatter, they talking bullsh*t they bantering
Never forget the way niggas bounce homie out in Maryland
Revelations amazing, you gotta take āem
Live and you learn, how else you gonna learn how to break emā
Mistakinā friends really they vultures thatās really hatinā
Holdinā you back, restraining, they jealous ācause youāre amazinā
Amazing and never changing
Iāll change the game sh*t is blatant
Just cut the checks, tired of waitinā
Iām feeling [copperanged?]
And drive around, switching lanes
Everybody love me like Raymond
Suck on them for a while, but now they gettinā awakened
And Iām out
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