"coat of many colors" lyrics
"coat of many colors"
Ah
When it get cold, ayy, when it get cold
When it get cold, ayy, when it get cold
When it get cold, ayy, when it get cold
When it get cold, ayy, when it get cold
When it get cold, ayy, when it get cold
When it get cold, ayy, when it get cold
I act accordingly to pride
But giving loyalty will leave torches in my eye, it's been ignored
Ain't no moral in the hype, ain't no fishin' for it
It's drippin' sorrow when I write, this a different war
And I admit the more I fight the more there is to mourn
I offer niggas my advice and they just seeing fortune
Try to leave me poor, I try to do it 'cause it's right
It's not to be recorded, who's beneath the gorge?
So many looters in the sky, I need some reassurance
I drink for Mi Amor
I'm crushin' two up for my mom, I swear them dreams was horrid
They start to seal the door
If you just knew us through the ride, you only seen a portion
I had to feed the storm
Every time a nigga lied, I had to clean the horrors
But it decreased the warrant
And they said I'm meant to shine but I've been breathing dormant
My demons need resort
Me? I need results
These niggas be informants, stop, couldn't be involved
All I seek performance, so a nigga seek applause
I don't see you often, see you just gon' be in awe
Be in awe, awe, awe, ayy
Yeah, I need results
These niggas be informants, so I couldn't be involved
All I seek performance, so a nigga seek applause
I don't see you often, see you just gon' be in awe
Just gon' be in awe
Awe, ayy, awe, ayy
Awe, ayy, awe, ayy
Awe, ayy, awe, ayy
Awe, ayy, awe, ayy
Awe, ayy, awe, ayy
Awe, ayy, awe, ayy
Awe, ayy, awe, ayy
Awe, ayy, awe, ayy
Awe, ayy, awe, ayy
Writer(s): Michael Bonema
- AZLyrics
- M
- MIKE Lyrics
album:
"weight of the world" (2020)
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