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cordae كلمات اغاني

part i
i made my first million by age twenty with slave money
when i signed my first deal i was hungry and played dummy
’till i started hi_level and signed fly rebels who buy bezels
the truth is they want you to die ghetto, but f_ck it, prevail
never tuck in your tail, remember last summer, them crackers had me stuck in a jail
up in louisville, n_gga, but i’m stuntin’ for real
i got out and took the jet for the double x_l
boy stop it, the young prophet who drops knowledge
who copped a maybach with thе hydraulics, i’m psychotic
i’m diabolic, try a psychedelic
i nevеr try to relish in the sweet moments like a diabetic
hurry up, n_gga, fly a medic, ’cause i’m too sick, i’m too rich
new car, new crib, new money, new b_tch, all my n_ggas’ ruthless
all my stocks’ blue chips, we uber eats ruth’s chris
new phone, who’s this? never call again
your favorite rapper, i will slaughter, i’m talking ’bout all of them
none is excluded, your son of a judas
not one to confuse with, plus i’m making wonderful music
don’t ever compare me as barely any n_gga that’s near me
woke up thinking ’bout my grandma, i’m missing her dearly
but f_ck it, my feelings, i tuck it ’cause it’s money i must get
mama told me “get the dolla” and with no interruption
never discussion, clear mind are better the judgement
forever i’m thuggin’, i promise you the pressure is nothin’
it made me a savage, young n_gga chasin’ the cabbage
promise that i’m never lackin’ ’til i’m stadium status
i don’t even want the fans, i want the crazy fanatics
i know my music may be sporadic and may be a classic that’s comin’
i’m gunnin’ for anybody ever who want it or front it
but i still gotta wish you wealth in abundance
i woke up with this feeling that i felt in my stomach
it’s time to f_cking k!ll these n_ggas, man, my album is coming motherf_cker
part ii
ayo, i came in the game and didn’t take an advance
nah, i lied, i took a couple m’s and acres of land
watch them same n_ggas shaking your hand’ll end up snaking your mans
sh_t, i wonder how this fake sh_t began
made somethin’ out of nothin’, i’m creatin’ a trance
never let good p_ssy in the way of your plans
i’m at puff house, he got a couple racin’ the lamb’
i just told the n_gga bring back, makin’ a band
stop playin’ with me, the young god emcee
rich n_gga problems, why i dropped “rnp”
my cars ain’t leased, them ‘rari keys i took back
’cause that sh_t was slowly becoming a part of me
i keep it real, bring it back to the roots
you n_ggas actin’ the fool
all white is the range, matte_black is the coupe
f_ck the fame, dawg, we after the loot
and i was born with all that sh_t that y’all lack in the booth
you got no confidence, i rose to prominence
straight dominance, i ain’t with that fake kickin’ sh_t, let’s keep it ominous
that dark energy bring back the park memories
i already defeated pain and fought misery
embarked victory, my n_gga, my car’s literally
a sp_ceship that takes off to mars quickly
acts [?], done k!lled the game
put your f_ckin’ hands up if you feel the same
like jada and styles p, i got the key to the locks
still thinkin’ ’bout that cash, knee_deep in the box
we gettin’ real money, n_gga, ain’t no reason to stop
got them crackers in first class f_ckin’ peepin’ my watch
askin questions (uh), i done clashed with legends
whether past or present, i’m that n_gga forever
difference is my lyrics is dope, spirit is better
my figures in cheddar, i get it from ambitious endeavours
my b_tch in caretta, my n_ggas is wait–
oh, i get it (uh), you n_ggas must have forgot
i’m like a young f_ckin’ mountain with untouchable rock
got this ball player, main b_tch, suckin’ my c_ck
but that was years ago, i got the weirdest flow
been doin’ this sh_t since cartoons and cereal
i’m not new to this, i’m true to this, shoutout to ludacris
my first words “move b_tch”, when i came out the uterus
it’s not really how you get the money, it’s how you use the sh_t
seen a couple n_ggas create careers just to ruin it
couple years from now y’all all see what my influence is
but the album’s from a birds_eye view, b_tch
part iii
uh, okay, first of all, i ain’t goin’ pretend like i’m the perfect n_gga
i was fourteen mixin’ xannies with the percies, n_gga
i was feindin’, homie, so i’m grateful, that sh_t hurt me, n_gga
now i’m comin’ back to take the game, with a purpose, n_gga
i can feel you n_ggas panickin’, heart cold like a manequin
got the game in a chokehold like i’m anakin
darth vader, heart breaker, real n_gga, they faker, word to belichick, i’m a playmaker
i’m a money gettin’ ass lil’ n_gga, if you disagree then they hate us
it’s like how do i come from the trenches
[they wearin’ givenchy?], i promise my n_gga, it’s nothin’
havin’ the people resent me, they countin’ blue benji’s
shut up, it’s the end of discussion
i was just talkin’ to kodak, he told me i’m goated, my n_gga, i can’t tell a lie
my life’s a kodak moment, f_ck up my opponent, i promise it’s all televised
same n_gga from the [?] days, same n_gga from the hood, [?]
remember the first time i first met hova and nas
[?] peace to the gods
i’m not from this earth, i’m berserk, my mom, she ain’t give birth
my b_tch fall in love whenever f_ck ’cause i got length and girth
i just popped a perc on a sunday while i chill in church
lord, please forgive me, i ain’t perfect, but i’m worth the work
i just made a million of a hi_level, y’all should buy a shirt
i just bought a crib in india, and i ain’t talkin’ dirt
i can’t go out like a f_ckin’ sucker, i’d rather die in the dirt
i can’t lie on the verse, generational curse i’m tryin’ to reverse
i’m still in the trenches, on my phone and i’m dealin’ with business
i’m just gon’ keep it real with my n_ggas
i got drip on me, i’m drenchin’
i’m still aimin’ for the top position, [?]
some idols look at me as competition
i ain’t even trippin’, all love to you
five years i’ma be a [?], y’all n_ggas b_tches like [?]
[?]
girl at my house, she sell drugs there
but it’s like (uh), okay you could’ve been a superstar
back in the day (uh), used to hotbox in my mama car
ayy, alright, now it ain’t safe for you, ayy
okay, ’cause you ain’t want work for that sh_t
godd_mn, my n_gga, you trippin’
could’ve been a superstar
moved them out to la, but he was out here poppin’ bars
hold up, okay, he ain’t want work for sh_t, ayy
i can’t feed no grown ass n_ggas

- cordae

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