Lyrics Corner Pantry - Nolan the Ninja

Corner Pantry

Smoking a paper as I talk to Moms
Told her that I’ll come & visit her soon
Let her know her youngest making moves
Hope my efforts could cause a blessing & make her move, I got a lot to prove
At 19, I was through with school
They gave me the boot, so I took my ass to the booth
Started curating recordings hoping that somebody notice
But now, a young nigga focused, I see the Rolls & the Rover, nigga
I’m tryna see a million 'fore I go to sleep, what the fuck is counting sheep
I went through valleys & peaks, now my niggas trying to eat
Transition from open mics to tours & LP’s & um…
(word, tell 'em)
I was doubted & expected to take a routing involving college but
Later for that, was made to achieve, I see the future
And I got them keys, who trying to fuck up some commas
That’s word on my momma, I said that’s word on my momma
Faygo ginger ale, Nike two piece
Poetic clocking & seeing G’s, nigga
Welcome to the land of the licks
The prostitutes on strips & niggas plotting on a scam
Faygo ginger ale, Nike two piece
Poetic clocking & seeing G’s, nigga
Welcome to the land of the licks
The prostitutes on strips & niggas plotting on a scam to get rich
A nigga never been as broke as me
Trips with my Nana to Focus: HOPE for the groceries
Shit, every day, my momma play the fucking lottery
She trying to hit the mega mill, not knowing her son could see the mill
I need the Tracy Marrow crib in the hills
All white, with the Lexus matching
Jawn attaching, we lamping in the Hamptons
Swinging in hammocks & blowing the swishers by the gram
While grinning at the thought of a Grammy
Used to kick the rhymes for the gratis
But now I’m enhancing the status, supporters throughout the atlas
On a weekly, I’m shipping somebody’s package, uh
Independent struggles but fuck it, I love the hustle, I don’t mind the trouble
Poetic clocking be the forte, I’m from the block where niggas getting
(blaow)
In broad day, around the way of where my granny raised me
In '04, they got my cousin, said the bullets grazed him, this shit is crazy
You ain’t never been as broke as me
Focus: HOPE for the groceries
Scratching off on them lotteries
Who trying to see a mill with me
You ain’t never been as broke as me
Focus: HOPE for the groceries
Scratching off on them lotteries
Who trying to hit the mega mill with me