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letra de september 7th - sean leon

-words of advice over the phone-

i hear the beat and start crying
it’s quarter past 4 i’m on the corner still trying
i quarterback it all, just trying to make my quota
a stranger on this corner so i barely make a quarter back
i’m at the condo with cardo
apartment in parkdale that’s where i do my recording
meetings with solo, that’s my shooter up in sotto & sotto
in the 6 but it ain’t ovo though
money team ain’t no squares in my oval
i shine around the world b-tch i’m global-
at the shows meeting fans taking photos
barely making rent off the show dough
back when i would smoke with lim he’d teach me how to cope with things
he told me cut the gr-ss and don’t you let the cobras in
he could have been kobe with a little coaching
but on my culture that’s my n-gga we’ll be close again
my auntie walking with a cane
i’m walking through the rain
i’ve barely got a dollar to my name
every dollar i would gain, would be the same dollar i’d deposit to the game
i charge it to the game
baby mama stressing
i’m counting down the days, she told me count my blessings
i’d rather count the paper, mama call the reverend
like i need jesus, there’s things that need addressing
like why i ain’t got no deal
my baby brother off the pill, i want to fight him that’s my blood for real
i guess he likes the thrill
my bigger brother kind of liked it too
he in the bin now and i ain’t even writing to him
i got my own problems
i got my daughter in december
it’s edging on november
can’t even make the rent out my apartment in september
been broke since like forever
so if ya’ n-gga ever hit a l1ck i can’t remember
what the feeling is like
i wonder what a million is like
all my n-ggas in the building tonight
ready to make a k!lling tonight
i could chill or peel a cap, n-gga that’s life
i could seal a pack, deliver that, and deal with the strife
or i could stomach that and cry into my pillow tonight
i punk n-ggas, black punk n-gga for life
what’s up with n-ggas?
the cost of living, i know they livid
sean leon, the corleone, my core frigid

-more advice over the phone-

on point with every sentence, like i’m fencing
on guard, so it’s offensive when you say i’m next then
like i ain’t wayne gretzky meets bruce wayne meets hussein
i got that bomb, i’m 2 chainz meets wu-tang
i’m pootie-tang when the pistols pop, her p-ssy came
if you’re dissing, don’t be sneaking, say my name
i’m from the era of sh-tty virals and cheapened fame
i fall in love with a moment i’ll never need again
i hope i see it with my friends before i see the end
until we meet again
it’s over

- sean leon

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