Trev Rich - Mr. Officer

Try get them bands the rock stars
Tryna get lit like the pop stars
Fucking hoes cause' I ain't found one to stop for
You was fam what you fuckin with the opps for
Try stay to on top like the lights on them cops cars
Momma told me now watch I got for cop cars too
And it only fucked me up cause it was true
So what we supposed to do?
Got us yelling

Mr. Officer Mr. Officer
Please take the red beam off of us
We ain't tryna end up in a coffin bruh
We just tryna live the life our momma saw for us
Mr. Officer Mr. Officer
Please take the red beam off of us
We ain't tryna end up in a coffin bruh
We just tryna live the life our momma saw for us

My hands up please I'm just tryna get my bands up
And help my people stand up
But they think it's funny this ain't stand up
I could talked shit with demands but we don't make deals with the man bruh
I'm just being honest
Momma's is outliving they children
Chalk, dot, line, dot I'm not seeing the vision
Eat a nigga for lunch paid suspension for dinner
And they be famous by breakfast but this the world that we live in
Leave him dead in the street head gashed to the meat
Got a problem with my skin trade ya badge for a sheet bitch
Nigga hating niggas we got them too
3 K's in a row yes we got them too
We just want ours now homie we don't want yours
But if we can get ours nigga then we want war
Blood and crip niggas riding kicking in yo front door
But we could we could dead it all the front porch if you hear us

Mr. Officer Mr. Officer
Please take the red beam off of us
We ain't tryna end up in a coffin bruh
We just tryna live the life our momma saw for us
Mr. Officer Mr. Officer
Please take the red beam off of us
We ain't tryna end up in a coffin bruh
We just tryna live the life our momma saw for us

They love the culture but hate the nigga
They crack off in the hood but they still hate the dealer won't hesitate to kill em
But they wait
Cause if another nigga do it first they ain't gotta do the paperwork so nigga make em work
And go get mo' money mo' money
So when it's ya time to go you ain't gon need no go fund me
I'm a king bruh all my bracelets is gold nigga
Way too big for that silver shit to hold nigga
Tryna wake my fans up how I'm supposed to make em put they hands up in hand cuffs shit
Its only right to keep it tucked
When the cops and the opps want you touched if you lackin then you fucked
So I keep something for em in that trunk but I'ma save it turn to Donald Duck
And next time you pull me over Ima bump this thing
Ima roll my window down and I swear I'll sing

Mr. Officer Mr. Officer
Please take the red beam off of us
We ain't tryna end up in a coffin bruh
We just tryna live the life our momma saw for us
Mr. Officer Mr. Officer
Please take the red beam off of us
We ain't tryna end up in a coffin bruh
We just tryna live the life our momma saw for us

Please please please
Please please please
Mr. Officer Mr. Officer
Please take the red beam off of us
We ain't tryna end up in a coffin bruh
We just tryna live the life our momma saw for us

Freeze

Written by:
Trevor Rich

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