Letra 84 Aaron Cole

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It's Bristol, baby, hehehe
Uh

It's taken some years tryin' to find me
Long road, but it ain't concrete
I made some mistakes that still haunt me
Damage control been my undercover hobby
My pride runnin' marathons at a high speed
Uh, got me prayin' on my knees
Tryna keep my past behind me
But in my heart I wanna say there ain't a rapper that's gon' take my seat, yeah
I almost lost it all before I even got it
It all go back to bein' honest
I was more worried bout takin' shawty to Sonic
Driving down Forest Lane, never been as toxic, uh
Readin' Scriptures, paintin' vivid pictures
Relatin' to stories, guess I found a lot of hidden figures, uh
I ain't David, but you get the kicker
Been in my head so the wins don't make me think that I'm a winner, uh
'Cause that don't last long
Therapy been slowin' down, a lot of fastballs
I know God preparin' me for the blast off
The devil only prowl when you a threat, I'm goin' mad far, uh
So I thank God
I'm tryna hold my hood up like I'm Trayvon
Been fresh way before I hit grade nine
Did a lot of don'ts so far as dues, yeah, I paid mine, yeah
It all go back to bein' honest
And not a profit, not how I can be the biggest artist
I'm the biggest already because I'm Bristol's finest, uh, right, look
Remember Kirk dapped me up before I hit the stage
Honestly, that meant more than my lil' fame
Had an artist say when he win he'll switch me for my J's
I should ask him now if he still wanna trade, yeah
I mean I'm still amazed
I still can't believe that the feelings fade
I fed on top of the world with just a lil' taste
But honestly, I'm the most happy when I'm in VA, yeah
Wit' my fam there
They asking for the old Cole, well, I am him
I'm tryna walk up to my Pops and give him ten mil'
That still ain't enough for all the times he been real
I can't even lie, they tellin' me to pick a side
They sayin' "Sing" and then I sing, they ask me where the lines
Industry not what I thought, so I'm 'bout to slide
Crazy younger me thought this was really all about God
They just want me kissin' up to these shady folk, mm
It's all about the ratings, though
If I change lives, who care about the radio?
I'm tryna give the folks my heart until I'm eighty-four
Right, 'til I'm eighty-four
Eighty-four

I'm tryna tell 'em 'bout a heavenly joy
I know grace is real 'cause He ain't even gave up on the boy (Ooh)
Tryna tell 'em 'bout a heavenly joy (Ooh)
I know grace is real 'cause He ain't gave up on the boy (Ooh)
'Til I'm eighty-four

Ooh-oh, I know grace is really real
He ain't even givin' up on the boy, on the boy, ooh
I'm tryin' to tell 'em 'bout the heavenly joy
I swore, He ain't ever givin' up on the boy