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letra de coffee break - call me ace

[intro: call me ace]
aight so, at the beginning you know i’m picturing like…
me being in the office people like
“ace! tell me about…blah blah blah” you know?
and you know i’m just chillin about by the coffee machine
or whatever

[verse 1]
my coworkers wanna hear ya boy flow
well who’s secondin that?
been at it for several years i need a veteran cap
i let ‘em inside of my mind just for a second
i’m back from walkin outside of the office
hard to stretch in a trap
bredren, thankful for all the blessings i had
but even if i stop to count ‘em ain’t no settlin back
i keep it movin so adrenaline fast
feelin this energy tellin me that my devilish past is now my enemy
slow down, i’m way too ambitious
i’m ridin only roads that i’m givin, holy lord be my witness
gotta soul that need healin i don’t know if you’ll forgive it
keep trippin fallin slippin i don’t know if i’m the villain
thinkin while i’m french vanilla coffee bean sippin
my thoughts ain’t disappear but now the caffeine hittin
virtual reality – wish i could see different
learn to take the easy route if i could relive this
watchin my youth from a distance
10 years old playin “grown-up house” like what is this?
i figured it was all connectin well so why resist this
she told me we was cousins but she acted like my mistress
she was older so whatever
what she wore in the house was really clever
but then i left jamaica so we couldn’t be together
(nah, we couldn’t be together)

[verse 2]
yo, catch me randomly often usin slang in the office
can’t be slippin with my switchin but there ain’t no off switch
that’s why i’m on mute typically in a conference
unless i got some bullet points – now we talkin
lately after work they wanna hear my heart spit
someone told me i’m a rapper now i’m feelin nauseous
my sister told me just be thankful cause you conscious
you know how to flow and you keep it polished
so at the happy hour, we conversated for bout half an hour
they was fixated and mesmerized
i couldn’t p-ss the power
just had a let em know before i hung the cap and gown up
i thought i drowned, son
in brownstones p-ssing ounces and cups and then p-ssin out
always front and in, was never no backin out
stayed with the fire pyro never had a drought
always stuck in the clouds that’s all i would rap about
then life took a turn you would never imagine how
grabbin on my frappccino ‘cause i’m about to bounce
no hand-holdin entrance, never heard no clappin sounds
only people turnin me down ‘cause i no longer had the loud
but these riches – won’t trade for three wishes
my magic ain’t puffy but my carpet stay lifted
(yea my carpet stay lifted)

- call me ace

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