letra de corcoran - henry cole
(verse)
look my mothaf-ckin jeans don’t fit me, hit me
drunken off a thrill like the mic
spilled out some pink whitney
the music making me no cents, i’m not 50
but i can’t mention many a man that’s f-cking
with me
suitin up to go, don’t got a passport but i’m flying to the dough
go get ’em a back board, cause b-tch i break necks
when i step in the room
didn’t think that he could rap, well you were wrong to assume
now let me holla, i don’t much care for all your prada
might have to humble you like baby keem with that model
my vision cutting through facade, i can see to the bottom a glass
not even half clean, claiming a full colada
you could catch a beat down, bull city bullsh-t out to oak town
cole, no control, tell em turn the mic down
earned this sh-t, i graduated cum laude, educated wild child
i’ma spit to all crowds, kiss no throne
i’m quick to sn-tch a couple crowns
hear my tone, i lead a humble lifestyle, but this my zone
baby my words sharper than steel, chrome to ya dome
nike’s on my feet, make my cypher complete
could catch me in that cypher circle out on corcoran street
just tryna release, listening to matthias’ beats
i’m yelling 919 like missdialed police
have the album for demand, if recording was easy
got no obligation to it, only do if it please me
this a pyro flow till the fireman seize me
hear the lighter flame (fl!ck) like i’m featuring weezy
look, now cole been grown from the cul-de-sac
and no soul better hold me back
i’m on go till i hold a plaque
i just role through the almanac
it’s me t-moh back to back
i don’t need to care about your handouts
big picture need to pan out
picture me when i’m packing up pnc with 20,000
my priority plan now
maybe you don’t care now, but where i’m going
i can’t tell you the whereabouts
heart on my sleeve ripped, it’s a fray in the fleece
every day i’m wearing doubt
on a roll from my parents’ house
writing lyrics on a spare couch
give a d-mn if i care what a cary resident
would say about the way that i carry out
(ugh)
that’s life, man, telling me gotta man up
till they man down
put your best emcee up against me
now where is your man now
i’ll leave it there, no paragraphs
just be aware i could air it out
blessed be if you chose me
godspeed
cole out
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