Coordinate

Coordinate the vans with my rockstar skinnies
Always up to something but that something bring in money
Hustle for my spot, never going back to hungry
Tell em what I'm feeling like the thoughts is being emptied, ima
Ball hard if that mean I gotta kill
Momma raised me different but I'm changing like the years
And next year, gon be the one that bring the tears
A move is in the vision, rap will move on up from here
Aye
I'm a cold-hearted demon with the Chrome Heart jeans
Mothafuckas always hating, better show they ass a scene
From the mind that's by design
Pop on out and press rewind
If I'm shooting for the moon
I'll end up where the stars align, aye
I'm burning down marijuana again
My folks done told me that it's louder than the music you with
You on a path that make me get the tool for you and your friend
And I can use it if you talkin, you can go right ahead
Aye



Credits
Writer(s): Treyton Lilley
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