Thornton Street Lyrics – Cordae
Singer: Cordae
Title: Thornton Street
Yeah, uh
Hey, yo
Alright
My mom had a n#gg# 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#gg# feel guilty, I retired her dreams
Imagine, sky’s the limit, you mind your business
Then you pregnant with a street n#gg# baby, the odds against us
But nevermind ’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 sh#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
Damn, 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 sh#t was only right that the resentment was next
My pops taught me a lot, I give that n#gg# 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 sh#t that I said
n#gg#s formin’ their opinions based on sh#t that they read
I be dealin’ with a lot, I take this sh#t to the head
No complainin’, though this sh#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
Damn, 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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