Thornton Street
YBN Cordae"Thornton Street" is a song by YBN Cordae, released in 2021 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:57 long and contains 60 lines and 552 words.
0:18Yeah uh
0:21Hey yo
0:21Alright
0:22My mom had a n***a at the age of fifteen
0:25Was forced to drop out of school to take care of a king
0:27She had a desire to sing and I admire these things
0:30At times a n***a feel guilty I retired her dreams
0:33Imagine sky's the limit you mind your business
0:36Then you pregnant with a street n***a baby the odds against us
0:39But never mind 'cause your son be livin' upper echelon
0:41They be talking 'bout me from the barbershops to hair salons
0:44Real impact somethin' you never could fathom
0:47My first album went gold I think my next one is platinum
0:49And it's okay that you ain't think that I would make it in rappin'
0:52You wanted me to go school so I could make somethin' happen
0:55I understand it the way s**t is goin' you couldn't plan it
0:58But raisin' two kids on your own how did you manage
1:01From apartments to trailers was livin' with granny
1:03Years later front row it's how we sit at the Grammy's
1:06They say we all gotta cry sometimes
1:09Unfortunate when our loved ones die wish I could buy some time
1:12I be stressin' so of course I get high sometimes
1:15Mix the Puma with Givenchy to get fly sometimes
1:17And yeah we all gotta live someday
1:19Woke up plottin' on my next move we tryna get rich one day
1:23Have a house with a wife and some kids one day
1:26D**n I got somethin' to say
1:28Ayo section eight with foods stamps refrigerator was packed
1:31You hate it when I talk about this but I'm statin' the facts
1:34Before I dropped "Family Matters" should've sent them a text
1:37I guess that s**t was only right that the resentment was next
1:40My pops taught me a lot I give that n***a respect
1:42He went to prison for a while and used to call me collect
1:45And yeah we lived in different states but we would always connect
1:48When I got robbed at gunpoint you took the bust up the check
1:51Almost lost my favorite aunt because of s**t that I said
1:54N***as formin' their opinions based on s**t that they read
1:56I be dealin' with a lot I take this s**t to the head
1:59No complainin' though this s**t is ultra drainin'
2:02My whole life is a canvas I'm supposed to paint it
2:05You can't tell
2:06I'm the new Jean-Michel
2:08My future is a sure thing like the don Miguel
2:10This ain't background music boy these rhymes are felt
2:13They say we all gotta cry sometimes
2:15Unfortunate when our loved ones die wish I could buy some time
2:19I be stressin' so of course I get high sometimes
2:22Mix the Puma with Givenchy to get fly sometimes
2:24And yeah we all gotta live someday
2:26Woke up plottin' on my next move we tryna get rich one day
2:30Have a house with a wife and some kids one day
2:33D**n I got somethin' to say
2:36Uh yeah you know uh
2:40This four-pack man
2:42It's just all songs from the heart dawg
2:44Just somethin' to hold y'all over 'til I'm done with the album
2:47Man truth be told uh
2:51I'm more of a perfectionist than anything
2:53But um next body of work comin' soon
2:57From A Bird's Eye View
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 From A Bird's Eye View
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