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Black Coffee (feat. Paulo Yavala) Video (MV)




Performed By: Tru
Language: English
Length: 2:51
Written by: Cole Trudeau




Tru - Black Coffee (feat. Paulo Yavala) Lyrics




On some real shit though
Yo light that shit up

Sitting on the back porch
You know that its bad for it
Im just tryna be everything you ever asked for
Tryna hide the bad thoughts
Tryna have less bad days
So I gave away my change to an older man
Hope he turn around and go and feed his f-f-family
This is all insanity
Look at our humanity
Wondering why people are hopping off all the balconies
I just like to stare into the galaxy and blast off
Pop another cap off of the bottle that im sipping on
Just for the night so I can forget what we been living for
Dancing till I hit the floor
Give me like four more
Don't be taking photos
Life be moving slo-mo
Everybody in a rush
Light you up some indica
Take a minute just to think about what we are in it for
Ain't it really beautiful
Yeah
Ain't it really beautiful
Yeah

And every single mother f*cking year
I'll be here I'll be here I'll be here I'll be here
I'll be sipping black coffee with the weed in my pocket not a worry not a problem
Yeah
And every single mother f*cking year
I'll be here I'll be here I'll be here I'll be here
I'll be sipping black coffee with the weed in my pocket not a worry not a problem

Yeah
Ain't it really beautiful
That night you claim me on the dance floor
I'm in too deep feeling sinful
Ask me what I'm in for
They gon hate you cause you beautiful
I had to get your info
Cause I'll be here I'll be here
And if they got a problem I won't let them come near
Cause you know my dreams are coming clear
Got some weed in my pocket
F*ck it, year after year
Sitting in the car girl thinking bout my life
Living on the edge you could call it suicide
And every single mother f*cking year
I'll be here I'll be here I'll be here
I'll be sipping black coffee with the weed in my pocket not a worry not a problem

And every single mother f*cking year
I'll be here I'll be here I'll be here I'll be here
I'll be sipping black coffee with the weed in my pocket not a worry not a problem
Yeah
And every single mother f*cking year
I'll be here I'll be here I'll be here I'll be here
I'll be sipping black coffee with the weed in my pocket not a worry not a problem
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On some real shit though
Yo light that shit up

Sitting on the back porch
You know that its bad for it
Im just tryna be everything you ever asked for
Tryna hide the bad thoughts
Tryna have less bad days
So I gave away my change to an older man
Hope he turn around and go and feed his f-f-family
This is all insanity
Look at our humanity
Wondering why people are hopping off all the balconies
I just like to stare into the galaxy and blast off
Pop another cap off of the bottle that im sipping on
Just for the night so I can forget what we been living for
Dancing till I hit the floor
Give me like four more
Don't be taking photos
Life be moving slo-mo
Everybody in a rush
Light you up some indica
Take a minute just to think about what we are in it for
Ain't it really beautiful
Yeah
Ain't it really beautiful
Yeah

And every single mother f*cking year
I'll be here I'll be here I'll be here I'll be here
I'll be sipping black coffee with the weed in my pocket not a worry not a problem
Yeah
And every single mother f*cking year
I'll be here I'll be here I'll be here I'll be here
I'll be sipping black coffee with the weed in my pocket not a worry not a problem

Yeah
Ain't it really beautiful
That night you claim me on the dance floor
I'm in too deep feeling sinful
Ask me what I'm in for
They gon hate you cause you beautiful
I had to get your info
Cause I'll be here I'll be here
And if they got a problem I won't let them come near
Cause you know my dreams are coming clear
Got some weed in my pocket
F*ck it, year after year
Sitting in the car girl thinking bout my life
Living on the edge you could call it suicide
And every single mother f*cking year
I'll be here I'll be here I'll be here
I'll be sipping black coffee with the weed in my pocket not a worry not a problem

And every single mother f*cking year
I'll be here I'll be here I'll be here I'll be here
I'll be sipping black coffee with the weed in my pocket not a worry not a problem
Yeah
And every single mother f*cking year
I'll be here I'll be here I'll be here I'll be here
I'll be sipping black coffee with the weed in my pocket not a worry not a problem
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Writer: Cole Trudeau
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