Coby

Legacy in Verse: Nephew's Journey Through Life's Labyrinth
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Lyrics

cyo, whats up nigga, thanks for the birthday liquor

Expressing gratitude for birthday liquor and addressing the person as "nigga."

Two figures, kitchen convos is real talk

Acknowledging genuine conversations in the kitchen as real talk.

Sometimes you parked the black jet charger and walked

Reflecting on moments when the person parked a black jet charger and walked.

You cold Cob, they felt ya vibrations you hawk

Highlighting the impact of the person's cold and felt vibrations.

Bow-legged, timb rockah, fly joggah whats up

Describing the person as bow-legged, wearing Timberland boots, and being a stylish jogger.

You like my first son, one fourth part of my heart

Comparing the person to the artist's first son, emphasizing a significant place in the artist's heart.

I got the first call, everytime some shit went dark

Being the first to receive a call in challenging situations.

I still think like yo, my little neph is Heff

Continuing to think of the person as a nephew with qualities associated with Hugh Hefner.

Health and wealth, stealth moves proved what else

Valuing health, wealth, and stealthy moves as proof of maturity.

Your baby picture, reminds me how I came to ya house

Reminiscing about visiting the person's house and seeing a baby picture.

We hit the mall, grab fish and chips

Recalling casual activities like going to the mall and having fish and chips.

That's all, they ask me if this ya son, forevah we ball

Confirming the enduring bond, with people asking if the person is like a son.

Summer's rearranged, took numbers was easy ya'll

Reflecting on changes during the summer, with easygoing interactions.

They say we look alike, my lil tyke, always kept his Uncle alright

Acknowledging physical resemblance and expressing the role of an uncle in providing support.

I watched you, Dionte and Khalil

Noting the presence and influence of Dionte and Khalil in the artist's life.

Wouldn't have money, ya'll moms, they fronted the bill

Highlighting financial struggles, with the mothers fronting the bill.

I'll kill for ya'll, whats real, thats instilled in ya'll

Emphasizing the deep commitment to the well-being of the mentioned individuals.

Love life, grow, build and ball

Encouraging a positive approach to life—loving, growing, building, and enjoying success.

Hugs and love, drunk mad fifths wit Bugs

Recalling affectionate moments and shared experiences with alcoholic drinks.

You older now, plus this ol world, mad colder nah

Acknowledging the person's growth and the harsh reality of the world.

Heart hurt, hate to see you down in the dirt

Expressing pain at seeing the person in distress or difficult situations.

I skill work, plus this church lift, just like a skirt

Highlighting the artist's skillful work and the comforting nature of church.

Twenty seventeen I mean, weight liftin on scene

Referring to events in 2017, involving weightlifting and scene-setting.

Balled then you fell, I'm stuck in this hell

Acknowledging a fall or setback in the person's life and the artist's sense of being stuck in a difficult situation.

My eyes dried out, think about you, I'm cried out

Expressing emotional pain and dried-out eyes when thinking about the person.

Your moms keep a live house, saw ya tomb

Describing the atmosphere in the person's home, particularly around their tomb.

Wanna bust you out this cocoon, in my room

Expressing a desire to help the person break free from a metaphorical cocoon, visualized in the artist's room.

Lookin at ya picture, ayo sun, I'll see you soon

Stating the intention to see the person soon, while looking at a picture.


We gone make it, mistakes make champion niggas

Conveying a message of resilience, with mistakes contributing to the development of champion individuals.

Long live Cob, pop a ambien niggas

Paying tribute to the person by wishing them a long life and mentioning the use of Ambien.

We gone make it, mistakes make champion niggas

Reiterating the theme of resilience and the transformative power of mistakes in building champions.

Long live Cob, pop a ambien niggas

Repeating the tribute to the person's longevity and referencing the use of Ambien.


Long nights, we flow on our own rights

Describing the challenges faced during long nights and asserting individual rights.

Boys to men, toast wit hen, then go again

Reflecting on growth from boys to men, celebrating with Hennessy, and the cyclical nature of life.

We boys to men, toss wit hen then go again

Reiterating the journey from boys to men, toasting with Hennessy, and embracing the cyclical nature of life.

The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
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