Whest Cornell - Life/Truth Lyrics

Lyrics Life/Truth - Whest Cornell



From the states to the motherland
We can make the summer jam
I was on a plane again
Thinking about my brother man
What he said was realer than
Got to be a better man
When you grow you'll understand
If you fail then try again
Not about the millions
More about the feelings in
Music is your everything
Show it so they understand
You are not a pawn to them
Move like a king and strong
As the summit can
Higher than a pelican
Say I won't
I say I can
If I'm great I do offend
Most of y'all soft as sand
Let me show you both my hands
I'm not hiding any plans
It's all concrete this my habitat
I had died on that seven-ten
Back in December when
I was off the juice and gin
Mentally a broken man
Going through a damaged plan
How do I make amends
When I can't comprehend
The rules of the freedom land
One day you a Demi-god
Next day you someones friend
After that its coincidence
When you see them again
Life cycles keep spinning
Don't end up on CNN
For killing on another man
Jealousy a sinning
Envy ain't appealing and
Not to mention sickening
You can see clearer when
Vices ain't smearing them
Limitations meeting them
More than halfway
Real motherfucker you just cosplay
Sosa with the bat and I'm
Swinging where the crowd stay
No industry water to make this plant say
Imma fade to some peace though
Have a long flight
Write more hello Heathrow
Or somewhere sunny que bonito
Pour coquito for my people
We gonna cheer to the better life
For the nights we couldn't see those
Now we be those local hero's
Who put on for the fly
For the guys
For the gals
Who really be choose
I put on for my city
I put on for my city
I put on for my city put on
The game fucked up
You into cold snitching
You into hoe switching
It makes all the difference
When you a role model
And your model is fucked
The mold is broken
And they see you as such
It takes years of hustle
It takes life from under
And they wonder why you
Separate yourself from struggle
I got no homies
I got no drama
I been so cool
Put it on my momma
I got Guatemala City
Bouncing off my demo tape
Got my lawyers signing off on my newest real estate
Tell my family I love them
Don't you ever hesitate
If they shooting
We shooting
We bucking with the retaliate
Ten years plus I've shown you growth and success
A couple years of failure
Taught me how to deal with stress
I suffered many years
And shed so many tears
Coulda had my life taken on the seven ten as a test
I attest to the music
These are feelings form the soul
Imma speak my truth until my body cold
Imma save this money
Burry it until its growing mold
Imma show you how its done without a label on my own
When it comes to talking shit
Imma let you do your thang
When it comes to speaking truth
It's the only thing I bring
The devil wears Prada
But fuck it so do I
Got the colorful bracelet on me to help with evil eye
I don't need a co-sign
I'm a fucken CEO
I don't need a co-sign
I did it on my own
I don't need a co-sign
You bitches getting old
I don't need a co-sign
I'll sign it with my hey



Writer(s): Eduardo Pineda


Whest Cornell - WhestWorld
Album WhestWorld
date of release
19-05-2023



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