Cole Smoak - 11:16 PM in Columbia Lyrics

By myself in my room I don't give a f*ck
I think about my life and all the things I really want
I been to the highest peaks
I stooped to the lowest lows
I give a f*ck about these clothes
I shed em off so I can grow
It's Cole Smoak but you already know that
Soon as I bust you can have your hoe back
But really I care about these women every way
I think about which one to make my wife like everyday
I need me one to save my life when I get very paid
Cause all the money and the success might cloud my way
It sucks sex is a thought before real love
Yeah you know that orange without the peel love
Sweet citrus only on my wishlist
Like baby girl sit down I'll cook and do the dishes
You open up my book and all you see is swishes Nike checks in my closet collect dust deposit
All my memories fading like a motion picture
Yeah my life is like a movie where's the scene selection
Maybe skip around to feel a couple things twice
Shout out to drizzy man I thought that line was really nice
I hope you're happy with success and all your fancy ice
As far as music man you showed me how to live the life
Lead by example give you ample time to make a difference
It's only blue bands on my mind while penny pinching
I go viral on the beat without a f*ckin mention
Don't pay attention to the numbers you just gotta listen
To your heart you oughta do it with every decision
Genie in a bottle very carefully wishing
Are you shitting me all the dreams you pissing
Away today tomorrow get the vision back
And while you capitalize on a capital I
Ima unify like a lion in a pride
Just me and twenty women
Get the dividend in
Then I'm swimming in it
I swear when I dream I'm reminiscing
It's scary thinking bout the past and all the things I'm missing
It's scary thinking bout the present all the things I'm missing
So I just focus on the future and this beat I'm mixing
Yeah I'm a soldier and I'm on a mission
Yeah when you hear it know your spirit lifted
Yeah resurrected I'm a prophet risen
Yeah it's redemption like it's bob I'm spitting
Yeah I sip coffee with intention pay attention
I may have written enough for you to quit your bitchin
I beg your pardon know I'm hardened
I'm a criminal in the eyes of the law and
Pencil sharpened seas parted
See I'm started let me finish it
Then I replenish it did enough to earn a spot just cause I'm diligent
And I'm vigilant black vigilante in the night
Sip Spumante get a light spark the woody like a fire
Tell me your desires deepest darkest
Sweet as harp is weeping crying
Loving dying tear drops shining
Beer I'm buying just to hear our
Fears in rhyming till I'm reaching Zion
Secrets lying see this is my time and
Know I'm trying just to see you flying
Over the mountains mother f*ck your doubts
You'll never find it in the grams pounds and ounces