COOPED UP IN THE STU Lyrics

I ain't cooped up in the stu', my name Lu

How you gone make it, not off a fluke ?

2v1 droppin' em off, i ain't Bruce

Bring the mic every time, fire in the booth

You can't freestyle, how could I lose ?

Can't keep a bitch, so you mad at mine

Stay in Minnesota where the trees look like pines

Beefin' over my old bitch, it must be a crime

More emotional every time you speak

We supposed to be locked in, but you tweaked

Niggas lying about the labels calling

Worry about your career, bitch, it is stalling

Call me YB if I gamble, it's all in

Stay solid, it's all in

Hold on

Call me YB if I gamble, it's all in

Ain't cut out for this, there's always college

Try to use my name to benefit

Who faking streams ?, I guess you been a bitch

If I get a hit, bitch, I'ma need 10 of it

CGO INC, off the label, you rented it

Rapping from the trenches, only can get you so far

Your flow dried out, always go M.I.A, Where the hideout ?

But If i'm in the hideout come find me

Grew up in the hood, don't let that define me

Don't get mad if I'm the one with the label signing

Some of y'all niggas sweet like iced tea

Some of y'all shawties in love with grinding

Dumb and dumber, the Cap Brothers

Lying behind our back, this ain't rap, brother

If I make it to the top, don't try to dap, brother

You did us dirty first, don't get mad

You gone be 30 at target for work, go get yo pad

Niggas done fucked up, you shouldn't really fuck with them young niggas

CGO INC in this motherfucka, nigga, done told you

Never disrespect my label, authenticity's what we bring to the table

You write all your shit down, can't think for yourself

Dissing on Yung Baller is bad for your health

All your homie does is freestyle

Talking crazy, like he knocking all them teeth out

Meanwhile, CGO out this track, peace out, bitch