Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Intro, artist - Don Q.
Date of issue: 30.08.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Intro |
& Don Q] |
: This feels important, it feels monumental. |
We like coming up on, |
I mean right now, this is Corner Stories |
Don Q: Yeah, this is it right here |
Corner Stories nigga, show you where I really come from, ya dig! |
You won’t really understand what I’m really talkin' 'bout, you have to really |
be there and really witness some of the shit I’m really sayin' |
Can’t make this shit up nigga! |
Word |
Stories on the corner as I roll my marijuana |
Suburb homeowner I still know the coke aroma |
I remember Motorola, couldn’t afford minutes |
Had Honda Accord visions, now we flossin' gold pendants |
It’s a blessing when you make it as far as we came |
You a legend when they respect it and honor your name |
Deeper than the music, they gossip but I don’t feed into it |
Gotta keep it movin', don’t believe you 'til they see you do it |
Tried to throw me in a tight spot but I was squeezin' through it |
Comin' out without a scratch on me and my heaters shootin' (Paw paw paw) |
They fallin' off but we keep improvin' (Keep improvin') |
Yeah, I went to school and called my teacher stupid |
I got 30 niggas tryna do me in, hoes tryna move me in |
Pursue me and just sue me, for my jewelry and the Cuban |
Drop top bluish Benz remember 2 for 10 |
We was gettin' to it then |
Tryna run through them bands |
Hooligans, now they wanna know what type |
Poppin' perkies and roofies depend on the kind of movies |
Coke lines give you goosebumps |
My nigga kept a loaded .9 in his coupe trunk |
Paranoia, so he ridin' with his roof up |
On feet, 2−5 in his boot tucked |
It’s protocol he lived so he think he know it all |
He go to war with a vest and a .44 |
Couple of friends they was all goons |
To a big house put they started in a small room |
I played the bleachers but I knew that I would ball soon |
She never hit me back but I knew she would call soon |
Now when you facetime you make sure that you call nude |
Stacking while it’s cold just to blow it all in June |
On guns and more jewels, nigga |
I hope you appreciate what I gave y’all man, fo' real, shit came from the heart. |
A lot of shit we did we didn’t really want to, we just had to do it, you know. |
Like, since elementary school my momma would send me out with $ 5, |
that was 'til high school, nigga. |
Couldn’t really stress her about it nigga, |
I had to make my own decisions. |
We had to adapt. |
It was either that or starve, |
couldn’t starve. |
Just a product of my environment, what they made me, |
can’t blame me. |
Yeah! |