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Cordae - Super Lyrics
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Yeah, yeah, yeah (woo, woo, woo)
Huh, huh

Last year I made seven million
Didn't have to do a single f*ckin' show
Shout out to my niggas up at Coca-Cola
For the check they cut me at the Super Bowl
All my life moments is a super whoa
My nigga Dr. Dre, he got a super boat
Last night, I was textin' Jack Dorsey
That's the perks you get feom being super dope

This is real life, ain't no act in it
All these rap niggas, they be Brad Pittin' (uh)
Every little thing I do is mad different (yeah)
Got my little cousin playin' badminton (yeah)
Gave my lil' bro a quick fifty piece
He got the whole mu'f*ckin' trap hittin'
I been stackin' up all these assets
Can't be conductin' any bad business (nah)
Like whoa, hey, I keep that drip on me
My nigga, I'm big homie (big homie)
Huh, hey, I can't ever slip, homie
My mama might flip on me (might flip on me)
Like whoa, hey, drop top coupe in the mu'f*ckin' summer, I rest my case (rest my case)
Like huh, hey, I'ma live life to the fullest with ever single breath I take
Let me tell you niggas some real quick (uh)
Hatin'-ass ho, you can suck my dick (suck it)
Get cold every time that she touch my wrist
I'm the greatest, nigga, can't f*ck with this (nah)
My niggas pull up in them Chevy's and Beamers
We all young and rich, you can't check my demeanor
I just bought a Birkin for my aunt Regina
I been gettin' money since I was a senior (woo)

Last year I made seven million
Didn't have to do a single f*ckin' show
Shout out to my niggas up at Coca-Cola
For the check they cut me at the Super Bowl
All my life moments is a super whoa
My nigga Dr. Dre, he got a super boat
Last night, I was textin' Jack Dorsey
That's the perks you get from being super dope

I be feelin' like it's me against the world
But I could give a f*ck who my opponent is (nah)
Niggas askin' why I dropped the YBN
I had no other choices, we ain't own the shit (real)
And all that janky shit, I'm not condonin' it (nah)
With a couple niggas, I got a bone to pick (real)
I'm on some movement shit, y'all on some moment shit (huh)
But I'll be here forever, y'all can go and quit
We had bad bitches in the new Bentley
Just re-up from that new stimmy
My brother countin' them blue Benji's
Only feel good when my crew with me, like whoa
They tried to question my character
Young rich and black, they hate me in America
We some real niggas, don't fit the criteria
Don't like yo' vibe, not allowed in my area
I entered this game and I came here to change it
Speak my beliefs now they callin' me dangerous
Takin' the throne and I'm gonna maintain it
I gotta go down as just one of the greatest (huh)
So anybody got a problem with me
Can't fake kick it, f*ck your politickin' (f*ck)
I ain't worried 'bout it, I know God is with me
Yo' piece of mind is worth a dollar fifty, but (Lord)

Last year I made seven million
Didn't have to do a single f*ckin' show
Shout out to my niggas up at Coca-Cola
For the check they cut me at the Super Bowl
All my life moments is a super whoa
My nigga Dr. Dre, he got a super boat
Last night, I was textin' Jack Dorsey
That's the perks you get from being super dope

One day, one day, one day
I will survive
I will survive
Hey, hey (I will survive)
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Yeah, yeah, yeah (woo, woo, woo)
Huh, huh

Last year I made seven million
Didn't have to do a single f*ckin' show
Shout out to my niggas up at Coca-Cola
For the check they cut me at the Super Bowl
All my life moments is a super whoa
My nigga Dr. Dre, he got a super boat
Last night, I was textin' Jack Dorsey
That's the perks you get feom being super dope

This is real life, ain't no act in it
All these rap niggas, they be Brad Pittin' (uh)
Every little thing I do is mad different (yeah)
Got my little cousin playin' badminton (yeah)
Gave my lil' bro a quick fifty piece
He got the whole mu'f*ckin' trap hittin'
I been stackin' up all these assets
Can't be conductin' any bad business (nah)
Like whoa, hey, I keep that drip on me
My nigga, I'm big homie (big homie)
Huh, hey, I can't ever slip, homie
My mama might flip on me (might flip on me)
Like whoa, hey, drop top coupe in the mu'f*ckin' summer, I rest my case (rest my case)
Like huh, hey, I'ma live life to the fullest with ever single breath I take
Let me tell you niggas some real quick (uh)
Hatin'-ass ho, you can suck my dick (suck it)
Get cold every time that she touch my wrist
I'm the greatest, nigga, can't f*ck with this (nah)
My niggas pull up in them Chevy's and Beamers
We all young and rich, you can't check my demeanor
I just bought a Birkin for my aunt Regina
I been gettin' money since I was a senior (woo)

Last year I made seven million
Didn't have to do a single f*ckin' show
Shout out to my niggas up at Coca-Cola
For the check they cut me at the Super Bowl
All my life moments is a super whoa
My nigga Dr. Dre, he got a super boat
Last night, I was textin' Jack Dorsey
That's the perks you get from being super dope

I be feelin' like it's me against the world
But I could give a f*ck who my opponent is (nah)
Niggas askin' why I dropped the YBN
I had no other choices, we ain't own the shit (real)
And all that janky shit, I'm not condonin' it (nah)
With a couple niggas, I got a bone to pick (real)
I'm on some movement shit, y'all on some moment shit (huh)
But I'll be here forever, y'all can go and quit
We had bad bitches in the new Bentley
Just re-up from that new stimmy
My brother countin' them blue Benji's
Only feel good when my crew with me, like whoa
They tried to question my character
Young rich and black, they hate me in America
We some real niggas, don't fit the criteria
Don't like yo' vibe, not allowed in my area
I entered this game and I came here to change it
Speak my beliefs now they callin' me dangerous
Takin' the throne and I'm gonna maintain it
I gotta go down as just one of the greatest (huh)
So anybody got a problem with me
Can't fake kick it, f*ck your politickin' (f*ck)
I ain't worried 'bout it, I know God is with me
Yo' piece of mind is worth a dollar fifty, but (Lord)

Last year I made seven million
Didn't have to do a single f*ckin' show
Shout out to my niggas up at Coca-Cola
For the check they cut me at the Super Bowl
All my life moments is a super whoa
My nigga Dr. Dre, he got a super boat
Last night, I was textin' Jack Dorsey
That's the perks you get from being super dope

One day, one day, one day
I will survive
I will survive
Hey, hey (I will survive)
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Writer: Andre Goodwin, Cordae Dunston, Willie Mack Chambers
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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