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Colorado Son - Came True Lyrics



Colorado Son - Came True Lyrics
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I let my swagger blossom
I make the beat play possum
When I pop up like a martian
No precaution
And I'm rocking with my posse
Rolling stones like poppas
Pulling up like "blockas"
But we keep the peace like Pac
Throw it up, let it rock
Keep a smile
Flex my chops
Cuz my pearls get me props
From the girls on the block
Sike I'm playing
No, I'm not
And I'm plenty on the dot
Kendrick cookin up the rock
Every verse is a brick
Less than perfect-pockets thick
See the future-pro-prophetic
Count what's blessed-arithmetic
Mathematics with the shit-shitz
Okey-dokey hope it click
Tongue and cheek I will admit
Listen up cuz life's a bitch
Preachers preaching positive
God take
God give
Let it breathe
Let it live
Ouu this instrumental sins
F*ck it up like a Benz
Visionary-scary trend
Ain't no stoppin'- ain't no end
Self-control, I'm on my zen
This is what it sound like when you know
You 'bout to get a win
Salvaging a grin
Picture perfect, poppin, glowing skin
You would think I'm on my REN
Look that up if you don't comprehend
Not to condescend
What I recommend is you reckoning
When I'm sentencing
(Yuh)
Okay, nothing's gonna stop me
I go hard for the team
I grew up without a father cuz he left me down stream
I won't hold it up against him
Cuz my mother reigned supreme
I was spawned as a pawn
But finessed me to a king
It had less to do with dollars
And all to do with dreams
It's what I call mentality, rather how I perceive
When the glass is half-full
I clasp my hands for God's speed
And I let the rest go
A kiss goodbye and I'm relieved
Yea that's realer than the real
I'ma mwua-mwau your feels
I don't care if I appeal
Sticks and stones won't break my steal
I'ma fly off to Brazil
Count my cake, sip chamomile
I've foreseen this whole ordeal
Packaged up, stamped and sealed
Bag it up like a meal
In my bag-Achilles' heel
No such thing, not on me
Rap pretentious possibly
Still can't touch this Emcee
Man, I'm flyer than the bees
Always fresher than the breeze
Pissing off my enemies
Not by doing very much
Just by doing who I be
Knock your noggin with the conscious
Wake you up like coffee beans
Almost over, almost out
Pinkies up without a doubt
Nothing's gonna stop your boy
Even if I'm in a drought
'Cuz I'm gonna keep flowing
Got the juice, no cottonmouth
And I'ma always keep going
Going up and never south
Even if I seem the villain, I'm the hero Wreck-It-Ralph
And I ain't talking about no Disney
Life's a movie in itself
Will you ride with me, or die with me?
Or cry with me yourself?
Time is never guaranteed
Can't leave no feelings on the shelf
(No)
Sometimes I feel like, I don't have a partner
Sometimes I feel, like my only friend
Is the city I live in, the city of Angels
Lonely as I am, together we cry
(Yea, yea, yea, uh)
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I let my swagger blossom
I make the beat play possum
When I pop up like a martian
No precaution
And I'm rocking with my posse
Rolling stones like poppas
Pulling up like "blockas"
But we keep the peace like Pac
Throw it up, let it rock
Keep a smile
Flex my chops
Cuz my pearls get me props
From the girls on the block
Sike I'm playing
No, I'm not
And I'm plenty on the dot
Kendrick cookin up the rock
Every verse is a brick
Less than perfect-pockets thick
See the future-pro-prophetic
Count what's blessed-arithmetic
Mathematics with the shit-shitz
Okey-dokey hope it click
Tongue and cheek I will admit
Listen up cuz life's a bitch
Preachers preaching positive
God take
God give
Let it breathe
Let it live
Ouu this instrumental sins
F*ck it up like a Benz
Visionary-scary trend
Ain't no stoppin'- ain't no end
Self-control, I'm on my zen
This is what it sound like when you know
You 'bout to get a win
Salvaging a grin
Picture perfect, poppin, glowing skin
You would think I'm on my REN
Look that up if you don't comprehend
Not to condescend
What I recommend is you reckoning
When I'm sentencing
(Yuh)
Okay, nothing's gonna stop me
I go hard for the team
I grew up without a father cuz he left me down stream
I won't hold it up against him
Cuz my mother reigned supreme
I was spawned as a pawn
But finessed me to a king
It had less to do with dollars
And all to do with dreams
It's what I call mentality, rather how I perceive
When the glass is half-full
I clasp my hands for God's speed
And I let the rest go
A kiss goodbye and I'm relieved
Yea that's realer than the real
I'ma mwua-mwau your feels
I don't care if I appeal
Sticks and stones won't break my steal
I'ma fly off to Brazil
Count my cake, sip chamomile
I've foreseen this whole ordeal
Packaged up, stamped and sealed
Bag it up like a meal
In my bag-Achilles' heel
No such thing, not on me
Rap pretentious possibly
Still can't touch this Emcee
Man, I'm flyer than the bees
Always fresher than the breeze
Pissing off my enemies
Not by doing very much
Just by doing who I be
Knock your noggin with the conscious
Wake you up like coffee beans
Almost over, almost out
Pinkies up without a doubt
Nothing's gonna stop your boy
Even if I'm in a drought
'Cuz I'm gonna keep flowing
Got the juice, no cottonmouth
And I'ma always keep going
Going up and never south
Even if I seem the villain, I'm the hero Wreck-It-Ralph
And I ain't talking about no Disney
Life's a movie in itself
Will you ride with me, or die with me?
Or cry with me yourself?
Time is never guaranteed
Can't leave no feelings on the shelf
(No)
Sometimes I feel like, I don't have a partner
Sometimes I feel, like my only friend
Is the city I live in, the city of Angels
Lonely as I am, together we cry
(Yea, yea, yea, uh)
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Writer: SAMUEL ANTHONY PTAK
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave

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Performed By: Colorado Son
Language: English
Length: 3:19
Written by: SAMUEL ANTHONY PTAK

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