In My Hands

In My Hands

Matt Corman

Альбом: In My Hands
Длительность: 3:12
Год: 2021
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Haha, yeah
Ah, let's go Corms
You turn to stay off for me one time
Haha, yeah
Let's go, let's go
I'ma show you how to turn the boy into the man, ayy
Let's go, ayy
Sheesh, whoa, ayy (let's go)

Rollie on my hand, it go "Tick-tock"
I got all my diamonds dancing on my wrist watch
Only homies in my section know this shit bops
She came over for the night, and then she kick rocks
Feel I got the world up in my hands
I'ma show you how to turn the boy into the man
Doing everything that you would never understand
Doing everything because I motherfucking can, ay

I remember when I couldn't buy the North Face
Now I got a hundred thousand in a Coinbase
Used to sleep on top of cushions at my bro's place
Shouts to Timmy out in mission, those were gold days
But fuck it, my mission is getting more pay
Focused on the music and pushing it through the hallways
Making bets on a jet hittin', parlays
Couple thousand in the morning is a hard day

Rollie on my hand, it go "Tick-tock"
I got all my diamonds dancing on my wrist watch
Only homies in my section know this shit bops
She came over for the night and then she kick rocks
Feel I got the world up in my hands
I'ma show you how to turn the boy into the man
Doing everything that you would never understand
Doing everything because I motherfucking can, ay

Look, I don't really need to brag much
I got a shorty in Atlanta with a fat tush
Spend the morning watching crypto on a MacBook
Look, I don't really need to rap much
Still, I drop a song on every week
You murdering your image, while I murder every beat
Feeling my decisions like I'm living in the heat
Way that I been living, got her begging in the sheets, uh

But fuck Coronavirus, all twenty-one
I'll be turning up 'til this shit is done
I'ma have a drink, and another one
I'll be at the crib, having hella fun
Hella fun, hella funds
What I put into the checking, got you looking dumb
Checking, did you get the message? Gone, tell me some
Feeling like I'm DJ Khaled, with "Another one"

Yeah, but breathe slow
I don't know no second chances, or a sequel
And she knows, I ain't seen you in a minute, where my freak go?
You still go to all the raves, and put on Diplo
I been tryna make a million 'fore this thing blow
I been focused on the vision, like a free throw
Chef Curry in the spot, let that lich go

Rollie on my hand, it go "Tick-tock"
I got all my diamonds dancing on my wrist watch
Only homies in my section know this shit bops
She came over for the night, and then she kick rocks
Feel I got the world up in my hands
I'ma show you how to turn the boy into the man
Doing everything that you would never understand
Doing everything because I motherfucking can, ay

(Ah, ah) it go "Tick-tock"
Uh, on my wrist watch
Uh, you know this shit bops
She came over for the night, and then she kick rocks
Feel I got the world up in my hands
I'ma show you how to turn the boy into the man
Doing everything that you would never understand (yeah, let's go)
Doing everything because I motherfucking can, ay (let's go)

Rollie on my hand, it go "Tick-tock"
I got all my diamonds dancing on my wrist watch
Only homies in my section know this shit bops
She came over for the night, and then she kick rocks
Feel I got the world up in my hands
I'ma show you how to turn the boy into the man
Doing everything that you would never understand
Doing everything because I motherfucking can, ay