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letra de corona - jeremiah stokes

(intro)

yeah, aye
yeah
(aye, aye, aye)

(verse 1)

elevate or levitate
blows to the face like a heavyweight (unh)
tryna go numb to the bullsh-t (yeah)
but i pray that it resonate
devastated when i’m faced with the news
one of my n-ggas is in a better place (yeah, yeah)
all he ever wanted was a bit of nirvana
but he had to pay the price for his getaway
real-rеal-real talk, i been f-cked up since thеn
wishing i could visit him in different dimensions (aye)
talk about a lot of sh-t that we never mentioned (yeah)
could’ve swallowed my pride and continued the friendship
but, i chose to be a dumb ass kid ’bout the sitch and i couldn’t let it go (d-mn)
gotta learn to stop getting so emotional for b-tches who ain’t with me from the go (true)
so watch this, pay attention
i’ll shape the shift, been ben from ben 10 (what else?)
i’ll run the show like i’m pops and benson (yeah?)
pen game as cold as the coast of finland
lean on my shoulder, we codependent
your soul indigo, finna blow like the wind
i was in the funeral thinking about venison
dearly departed, i hope we can meet again like
(pre-chorus)

two steppin’ with the muddy in my left hand
drop a little molly in the cup
n-ggas livin’ and p-ssin’ up in a bed pan
never really got to live enough
and i could never play by the rules
this be for the grown and s-xy
put a blizzy in the air then let loose
i’m tryna give ’em somethin’ they can step to
even though

(chorus)

i’m just livin’ my life and i keep wastin’ my time, aye
pour that fo’ in my sprite, spite ain’t blockin’ my shine, aye
rose gold, rose garden
get ’em while you’re still alive, aye
i can’t get trapped in my thoughts
so i just stay on my grind, aye
i’m just livin’ my life and i keep wastin’ my time, dawg
pour that fo’ in my sprite, spite ain’t blockin’ my shine, aye
rose gold, rose garden
get ’em while you’re still alive, yeah
i can’t get trapped in my thoughts
so i just stay on my grind, aye
(verse 2)

ever since a shorty, i been sippin’ on a forty
writin’ stories for the people inside a laboratory
score forty when they gave me the rock
post up, c-ck back, follow through with the shot
ready or not, n-gga
i’m just tryna pull in a benz
roof chopped off, blowing kush in the wind
henny in the grip, i brought a bitty and her friend
people say they love me and i’m thinkin’ they pretend
strippers on a xanny, pure passion with the pen
been crackin’ with the rappin’
i been laughing to the bank
‘cuz i started getting ends
plenty marley in the party with the players and the pimps
take a n-gga mind off that (yuh)
my wings won’t work and my mind go black
snap back to reality
d-mn it, i hate gravity (d-mn)
still finna hit the ground runnin’
‘cuz that’s what my n-gga would’ve wanted, yo

(chorus)

(we’re good)

- jeremiah stokes

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