Coltrane Lyrics

It's not a moment of silence, just a moment of reflection

Rest easy my boy, you put in your hours

Gotta get your soul clean, before they blow them horns like Coltrane

Yeah you gotta get your soul clean, before they blow them horns

Them one on ones was crazy, It got brazy after dark

We at the park, you tried to break me, said

Nigga you too small, posted me up like a baby

Cause you was 6'4 and I was 5'6 maybe

And every time you scored, I'd be mad as fuck

But thank you for that love my nigga, that's the shit that made me

Now you finally get to see your mom, I can't forget that lady

Cause even on her dying day, was sweeter than Miss Sadie

From eating Sustacal and Cream corn

We fucked around, became kings, against the odds, should be our theme song

Cause we was both long shots, promised to play our hands dealt until the cards stopped

You executed the plan, told me if I ever hit press after the first hand

Stack your chips, double down on eleven

Trust your intuition nigga, never second guess it

God's blessings, I guess it's hope for us

Now all of our seeds better than both of us

You know it's hard for a hood nigga to open up

You was like Oprah, I told you stories nobody know but us

OG Kenny Lark from deep non-stop

Coach T caught the creeps and threw the flower pot

And it missed your head by inches

But we was laughing so hard cause we finally got his attention

The master finally lost to the apprentice

And ever since then I saw you mastermind your vision

Tyah check, Messiah check

I see you in Lil' Ty, every time he triple threat

And Ayton said he's straight to the league

I promise me and Black got whatever he need

And on another note I might chill with the gambling

Cause I ain't got nobody to call when I'm on my shenanigans

And J Balt if you call I ain't answering

Last two times I swear you had a nigga scrambling

So pardon if I don't call back

My nigga J Jordan was talking in the group chat

And hours later was gone

I promise to keep your name immortalized in a song

But either way life goes on

Damn

So I gotta get my soul clean

Before they blow them horns like Coltrane

Yeah I gotta get my soul clean

Before they blow them horns