Thornton Street (Explicit) - Cordae

Yeah uh

Hey yo

Alright

My mom had a n***a at the age of fifteen

Was forced to drop out of school to take care of a king

She had a desire to sing and I admire these things

At times a n***a feel guilty I retired her dreams

Imagine sky's the limit you mind your business

Then you pregnant with a street n***a baby the odds against us

But never mind 'cause your son be livin' upper echelon

They be talking 'bout me from the barbershops to hair salons

Real impact somethin' you never could fathom

My first album went gold I think my next one is platinum

And it's okay that you ain't think that I would make it in rappin'

You wanted me to go school so I could make somethin' happen

I understand it the way s**t is goin' you couldn't plan it

But raisin' two kids on your own how did you manage

From apartments to trailers was livin' with granny

Years later front row it's how we sit at the Grammy's

They say we all gotta cry sometimes

Unfortunate when our loved ones die wish I could buy some time

I be stressin' so of course I get high sometimes

Mix the Puma with Givenchy to get fly sometimes

And yeah we all gotta live someday

Woke up plottin' on my next move we tryna get rich one day

Have a house with a wife and some kids one day

D**n I got somethin' to say

Ayo section eight with foods stamps refrigerator was packed

You hate it when I talk about this but I'm statin' the facts

Before I dropped "Family Matters" should've sent them a text

I guess that s**t was only right that the resentment was next

My pops taught me a lot I give that n***a respect

He went to prison for a while and used to call me collect

And yeah we lived in different states but we would always connect

When I got robbed at gunpoint you took the bust up the check

Almost lost my favorite aunt because of s**t that I said

N***as formin' their opinions based on s**t that they read

I be dealin' with a lot I take this s**t to the head

No complainin' though this s**t is ultra drainin'

My whole life is a canvas I'm supposed to paint it

You can't tell

I'm the new Jean-Michel

My future is a sure thing like the don Miguel

This ain't background music boy these rhymes are felt

They say we all gotta cry sometimes

Unfortunate when our loved ones die wish I could buy some time

I be stressin' so of course I get high sometimes

Mix the Puma with Givenchy to get fly sometimes

And yeah we all gotta live someday

Woke up plottin' on my next move we tryna get rich one day

Have a house with a wife and some kids one day

D**n I got somethin' to say

Uh yeah you know uh

This four-pack man

It's just all songs from the heart dawg

Just somethin' to hold y'all over 'til I'm done with the album

Man truth be told uh

I'm more of a perfectionist than anything

But um next body of work comin' soon

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