Co1e - Wolf

You know, I think I found my spirit animal
Shit can tell you a lot about yourself
Told me a lot about myself
Here's what it told me

I'm a wolf that can't tamed
With too much shit up on my brain
If that red light on the mic
Then it's time to go insane
I ain't screamin' gang gang
Nah ain't my claim to fame
I don't bang bang
I just need a flame flame
I just need a flame flame
For this blunt to ease my pain
New brain same game
I ain't playin' for the fame
I just wanna voice
To help these yungin's make they choice
Again and again
Until they in a Rolls Royce
Again and again
Cause I remember feeling low
The more and more I grow
The more my life feel like a show
Emmy nominated
Grindin' with the fuckin' bros
Heavily intoxicated
While I'm fuckin' on yo hoe (oh)
TH on my clothes
Got these hoes like domino's
Fuck than disappear
Like I'm fuckin' Dynamo
The future ain't unclear
I'm coming for the top tier
Fuck you if you interfere
To them hundreds imma steer

N than over the years
Turn those hundreds into milli's
Turn those milli's into billi's
While I'm touring different cites
I mean that's what I got planned
I'm only one man
I need a helping hand
Cause how much can a man stand

In a world with so much hate
I'm just coolin' staying straight
I know what I gotta do
To go out as a fuckin' great
I've paved my pathway
I give a fuck what they say
Imma do it my way
N leave my demons in the ashtray
You heard my pussy my way
Imma do this my way
I ain't gon' stop
Till I got six whips in my driveway
You know I'm fuckin' lit
So get the fuck up put out my airway
I'm feelin' like an airplane
I'm so high I'm not landing
These bars are just outstanding
I'm the alpha you a pup
I got these people chanting
Fill up my fucking cup
One too many hardly standing
Oh? yo girl gon' help me up
Lyrics constantly expanding
Only place I'm goin' up
Since a kid this been the dream
Comin' for the big screen
Man I'm only seventeen
Rappin' like I'm twenty-three
No hook got em shook
I don't feel the pressure
Chapter one of the book
I'm only gettin' better
I'm always on the hunt
For the money n a blunt
Respected in this bitch
Like I'm employee of the month
I don't switch n I don't front
I'm the shit n you a bitch
Smoking ounces wit the clique
Makin' hits on top of hits (cash)
Hold up I ain't done
I don't do this fa fun
I got visions I can't itch
But I been low on the funds
That's all bout to switch
Cause these raps here got em' stunned
Switch gears just fa fun
Now they asking where I'm from
Like bitch it's Cole from Canada
Ain't dumb I know my algebra
I'll break ya ego down
N then go flip it like a spatula
You can't take me down
Cause I got too much fuckin' stamina
Might take ya girl to town
N then go eat her like I'm Dracula

Cause imma wolf
Imma mother fuckin' wolf

Written by:
Cole Hartman

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