Sometimes Cory Mo (Ft. Scotty ATL & Starlito)

[Hook]
Time keeps passing by
Ain't getting no younger, ain't asking why
Wise man once told me to stay on your grind
Or fuck around and get left behind

[Verse 1: Starlito]
Solo on every set, bet I don't ever fret
Of Whom shall I fear, guess ain't met them yet
Still on the same shit, success, nothing less
Sipping purp, blowing orange, and the horn on my SS
Same hood, same homies, just more bills
And threw 96 inches on my four wheels
When I was younger I always wanted a gold grill
Them old heads, they kept it so real
Early 90's going hard on that block like O'Neal
The Hardaway before it dry
But the soft will make your nose peel
That was the era when snitching would get your ho killed
Laws get broken, hearts broke cause we broke still
Went to sleep to the sound of strays as my serenade
My nerves fucked up to this day, but that was where I played
Same spot niggas post up all day, every day
Selling everything just trying to get a pair of J's

[Pre-Hook]
And that's why niggas have a chip on their shoulders sometimes
That's why I be short sometimes
That's why I don't wanna talk sometimes
That's why I play it super cool sometimes
And that's why