lirik lagu cordae & stevie wonder - champagne glasses
[intro: cordae]
uh, okay
[chorus: cordae]
conversations gettin’ complicated, i could tell ya, uh
fifteen, was in them handcuffs with paraphernalia
i grew up in them trenches, boy, your house had wine cellar
if anybody ever had a problem, gave ’em h~ll
i got my auntie, brothers, daddy, cousin backstage passes
everybody celebratin’ with they champagne glasses
i’m just sittin’ full of pain as i’m tourin’ the country
thought the stress~free life was gon’ come with the money (uh)
[verse 1: cordae]
i got my head up in the clouds livin’ off daydreamin’
still high up off of life, i know my light ray beamin’
got up out river, n~gga, now i’m straight mainstreamin’
flowin’ heavy, ‘member uncle drove a chevy on his wrist
was a stolen rollie presi’, couldn’t tell him sh~t
arrogance is deadly, in the moment, d~mn, he relished it
matchin’ chain, embellished it, drug dealer dreams with prison nightmares
was type rare, and if the shoe fits, i’ll buy the right pair
but sh~t be gettin’ worser by the second, i’m guessin’
put a smile up on my face ’cause life is all ’bout perception
tell my n~ggas that i’m happy, happiness manifestin’
even though it’s quite the opposite, but sh~t, i’m digressin’, okay
[chorus: cordae & freddie gibbs]
conversations gettin’ complicated, i could tell ya, uh
fifteen, was in them handcuffs with paraphernalia
i grew up in them trenches, boy, your house had wine cellar
if anybody ever had a problem, gave ’em h~ll
i got my auntie, brothers, daddy, cousin backstage passes
everybody celebratin’ with they champagne glasses
i’m just sittin’ full of pain as i’m tourin’ the country (big rabbit)
thought the stress~free life was gon’ come with the money (yeah)
[verse 2: freddie gibbs]
conversations gettin’ complicated, investigated now (yeah, yeah)
you can’t sh~t on me, you p~ssy n~ggas is constipated now (know what?)
big vl for life, the biggest rabbit in the nation now (yeah, yeah)
you can’t sh~t on me, you p~ssy n~ggas is constipated now (ugh)
n~ggas can’t sh~t on me, p~ss the set, trip on me (nah)
play me like i’m p~ssy and once you in her, i burn like syphilis, g
youngin did a bid for me, i’ma slide for him ’cause he slid for me
know that you feelin’ this gangsta sh~t, i can feel it all up in your energy (yeah, yeah)
got her pregnant once, i gave her backstage passes
ride with that dirty, i know my sh~t dirty, i’d rather get caught than get blasted
crackers don’t understand nothin’, can never, they treat us like cargo, they stashed us
i just sit back and get high and i just think ’bout how long this rap sh~t gon’ last us (oh, yeah, yeah)
[chorus: cordae]
conversations gettin’ complicated, i could tell ya, uh
fifteen, was in them handcuffs with paraphernalia
i grew up in them trenches, boy, your house had wine cellar
if anybody ever had a problem, gave ’em h~ll
i got my auntie, brothers, daddy, cousin backstage passes
everybody celebratin’ with they champagne glasses
i’m just sittin’ full of pain as i’m tourin’ the country
thought the stress~free life was gon’ come with the money, you know
[harmonica solo: stevie wonder]
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