Bangers

Charizmatic Record's artist, Cota, releases his first, original single, produced, recorded, and mixed by Izzy Neutron, and mastered by Vault Mastering in Phoenix.

Illegal

We Made It

Written and performed by JS daFuture, Cota, and Nov the Zoner.
Composed and produced by Izzy Neutron for Charizmatic Records LLC. All Rights Reserved

Money Talk

Cloud 9

 [Intro]
Dear Lord, I ask for the strength to change what I can change
And the strength to accept the things that must remain

Have you ever seen them curtains closing on you
Have you ever seen that light inside the tunnel
And have you ever watched the nightmares rewinding
And when your heart stops, the clock keep on ticking

[Verse 1]
When you gon' put your mask away
All this shit like a masquerade
Them young boys say fuck your accolades
Bulletholes all through your resumé
I don't understand why it be this way
I don't wanna live just to pass away
They said that bullshit here to stay
Then fuck this place if that's the case
Never gave a fuck about the baddest bitch
Never gave a fuck about the fastest whip
And do I really care about a money bag
If that shit can't bring the family back
Too much hate in my habitat
You don't even know who you blasting at
If he gon' shoot then you gon' pop
We all got goons so it never stop
See the faces all around me getting colder than my blood
Keep your circle down pat cause they might stab you in your front
Now my heart is going broke and I done gave up all my trust
I got nothing left to lose and I done ran up all my luck

[Hook]
So Tell the devil come and get me cause I'm dying anyway
Tell me Lord would you forgive me if I shoot him in his face
I would never let you down I put that on my future grave
Yeah I'm closing out this chapter, right my wrongs and turn the page
You could live how you wanna but you always gonna pay
Keep my chin above the water and I pray it do not rain
And this game you never winning if you try and play it safe
Only way you'll change my mind is maybe bullets to my brain

[Verse 2]
Yeah they took your big homie, put two shots in to his lungs
So you go and load that chopper, load them pussies up with slugs
Even if them cowards rotting in a jail you light em up
Break in to that prison cell and make sure that the job is done
Can you feel the pain in my body
See the flame in my eyes
Hit 'em up like bye-bye
Tell the devil I said hi
But that ain't what God want
And that ain't what I want
I could never take your life
Just for me to go waste mine
That ain't what my homie want
Cause either way my homie gone
I could make that chopper spark
But I can't turn back the clock
It's gon' take more than church for me to let it go
I hope that God got the shit that I can't control
I know that hope is the answer but that hope is broke
Because that hope never seem to make your pockets grow
And i said God could you let me be your second favorite son
Hey I told my momma hold on, say a prayer for me once

[Hook]

[Outro]
Have you ever seen your reflection leave you
And your shadow leave on the darkest evening
Have you ever seen your own family doubt you
Have you ever heard them demons talk about you
Have you ever seen them curtains closing on you
Have you ever seen that light inside the tunnel
And have you ever watched the nightmares rewinding
And when your heart stops, the clock keep on ticking

Bangers

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