Letra de Coogi Sweater - Social Club Misfits

(Feat. Xavier Omär, Andy Mineo)

Social Club is the best

Look for the stars

Look for the roaming crowd

And I will not be there

Look for the roses

They love me, they didn't

And I'm still a misfit

Come together like a hundred different strands

Wanna make God laugh well just tell Him your plans

Oooh! That's right (That's right!)

My life sorta like a Coogi sweater

Oooh! That's right

My life like a Coogi Sweater

Started rapping with my boys as a hobby

Driving to the mall freestyling in a car seat

Homie, I never ever thought that I'd be here

Went from sitting all alone to a beach chair

Homie, what I look like tryna get approval

All these funny looking rappers in their cool clothes

Independent rappers touring off of TuneCore

And I'll be repping Misfit Gang to my funeral

This is how it goes and I know it's so beautiful

Cause to be doing what I'm doing it's unusual

And if I didn't mention God I'd be stupid though

(Cause, literally, He's amazing so... uuh)

This is how I'm living tryna finish up an album

Gotta hustle everyday never had a how come

Two years before they were asking were you found em'

I feel like Wu-Tang, '93 Shaolin

I just wanna live young, party with my misfits

Always was a stand out never tried to fit in

And I'm a do me, I never try to give in

Everybody got a co-sign, we're the ones who didn't homie

Oooh! That's right (That's right)

My life sorta like a Coogi Sweater

Oooh! That's right

My life like a Coogi Sweater

Fernie shot a text with the dragon face (ERR!)

So I hit him with the whales

Me and my lady doing real good

Young boy bout to take a trip to Zales, that's trill!

Never ever thought that I would settle down

Every other city I was running round, shutting down stages

Places and states with amazing ladies

But after all that I found my favorite

White boy with the black gauges

Growing up I didn't have belts I had laces

Mamma working overnight never did the day shift, bat life

Now I live the rap life, how the heck he made it?

Aw! Scratching on their head like they had lice

Now I gotta catch the last flight

Cause I got church in the AM, preach!

Call me Uncle Drew they don't know who they playing with boy

There's levels to this weird, levels to this beard

Rappers I grew up on now on levels with my peers

I'm down at the piers, pan sear the Ahi

Coogi sweater it was knitted by the Aussies

Oooh! That's right (That's right)

My life sorta like a Coogi Sweater

Oooh! That's right

My life like a Coogi Sweater

From my cousin pop lock with the L this your song

Singing from the yard 'cuz it's so strong

Street life met me at like 16

Lil jit stunting on them bikes having big dreams

18 painting pictures like Sistines

99' had the double din big screen

For two years drove my Honda round the big tree

2005 signed to Sony rocking this scheme

And time flies seen 'em throw it at me

I'm a G did mine with the Lord beside me

The whole time I was there they hadn't tried me

Respect goes a long way, I noticed that actually

And now back to the streets

They still playing keeps, y'all still staying asleep

When the enemy's out there devouring the weak

And you worry 'bout your petty little salary this week

You see, they got you thinking bout the wrong thing

Promoting real heavy like Don King

And this is that flow y'all been waiting for

So listen to the words that the song sings

Fern

Oooh! That's right (That's right)

My life sorta like a Coogie Sweater

Oooh! That's right

My life like a Coogi Sweater

Ay yo, um, catch me in Washington Heights

Not speaking English

Haha

Aaah!

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