Lyrics
Yeah
On the Radar
Aaron Cole
VA to NYC
Look, uh
Sometimes I gotta pinch myself like, "Is this a dream?"
They give me flowers when I step out, I always live in the spring
Whether it's living water or all these songs that I sing
Either way it go, I'm Ka-Cel Natt', I got streams
Praise to my Father in Heaven, I been redeemed
They call me Bronny as a nickname 'cause I'm the son of a king
I been Billboard cold since my teens, I'm a machine
I'm known for my hooks, you would think that I was Kareem, uh
This not a game, this a championship
Career like my underbite, big as my lips
Straight from Virginia, they couldn't predict
So makin' these dollars not makin' no sense
God is my weapon, the cross on my hip
I pray every day, I ain't makin' a wish
Count me out if you want, matter fact, I insist
My life is so tailored, I move in a swift
Bringing my name where I ain't even at, the table is set
Take care of my dawgs, just twenty-five, but I move like a vet
God taking the lead, this ain't a duet
Man, I gotta reflect
I didn't have a deed, I didn't have a check
Was rockin' the 'shaks so that we could pay less
Money like yoga, we makin' it stretch, uh
Shoutout my baby, uh, I could get explicit, look
She was lovin' the boy when the Nissan was dented, yeah
It's more 'bout relationship over religion, yeah
I thank God for Jesus, uh, my sins are forgiven, look
Hallelujah, amen
Been through things that I couldn't understand
No bread on the table, no bread in my hand
On top of all that, I got family I won't see again
Last time I cried was at my grandma funeral, man
I couldn't hold it in, look, I let it sink in
Don't even know if I could make a new friend
'Cause they switch up like this "Beat It" again
A bishop, Billy Graham for the kids
My big cup runnin' over with wins, yeah
My songs soundin' like modern-day hymns
You didn't know, now you know that I'm Him
You didn't know, now you know that I'm Him, look
With the big dawgs, you either sink or you swim
They lookin' at me like I'm Vince Carter
Got my arm in the rim, look, they watchin' my film, yeah
I'm sorry I changed, I'm blamin' the pain
It's takin' some time to heal, uh
Takin' some time to feel
No red bottoms, but I listen to Hills
I wear the cross like it's fashion still
I'm at the gates 'cause He paid the bill, uh
Polos from the thrift, we had good will
Just wait and see like it's Chapel Hill
We out to eat, I just maxed the deal
My family the Congress, they passed the bill, uh
My texts filled with "Congrats" every week
Always somethin' that I got up my sleeve
I praise in the wins, I praise in the feed
But a lot of wins since my album release, uh
Not perfect at all, I'm far from a priest
Church boy, but got love in the streets
I'm lovin' my peace
I'm lovin' my home like I cheer for the Chiefs, yeah
Like I cheer for the Chiefs
Yeah, ayy, Cole