Cordae – Multi-Platinum (Audio, Lyrics)

Music act, Cordae unveils the new Kid Culture-produced song titled “Multi-Platinum”. Listen, stream, read the lyrics, buy the track.

Cordae Multi Platinum

It was almost exactly one month ago when Cordae hinted that he had new music in the clip. The Maryland-bred rapper has been carefully navigating his Rap career with precision as he poises himself to be the next great lyricist on the map. He’s seen successes with his releases and amassed respect among the greats, but like many of his peers, Cordae suggested that he’s been having some difficulty releasing music.

“I’m trying to drop this mixtape, man, so I had to butter up my A&R and get him on a jet in the air right now,” Cordae said at the end of June. “I’m trying to drop music, man. What we doing?”

He got his wish, because this evening (July 26), Cordae returned with a new single, “Multi-Platinum.” The Kid Culture-produced track hosts bars from the rapper that lean heavily into the treasured Hip Hop art of storytelling, and Cordae does it in a way that pays homage to the legends that have come before him.

Cordae – Multi-Platinum (prod. Kid Culture)

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, uh
Yeah, uh, alright
There was once this multi-platinum artist, nah, nah, nah
Yeah, uh, alright

[Verse]
There was once this multi-platinum artist, who had the father’s heart from his heart’s desire
Despite being the one you admire, million dollars worth attire, what else could he acquire?
Empty heart ’cause of events that had occurred much prior to his rise of fame
Lack of self-esteem, lack of identity, was his name
Unlimited potential that was wasted, it’s such a shame
Another statistic, it’s so horrific, this fucking game
Left this music shit with only crumbs, there was nothing gained
Seems to be a regular occurrence, there’s something strange, I’ll explain
He’s from a small city in West Virginia, Morgantown, if I remember correctly
Childhood trauma, resentment was heavy, towards his momma
His lifestyle a true mellow drama, a real tragedy
Piss poor, clothes was raggedy, let’s take it back when he
Was down low to music off Rhapsody
When Soulja Boy had first went platinum, you could easily fathom
A bunch of kids dancing hard with all of their cousins
When all of a sudden, his momma would come through and start buggin’
But she was bi-polar, recognized that once he got older
She never sober, feeling like the world on his shoulders
Or takes it a day at a time, such a dangerous mind
His first thoughts of suicide occurred by the age of nine
Fragile thoughts of a child, parents caught in denial
Fillin’ a river of pain, but shit, they far from the Nile
Circumstance, hard as a smile, sees a anger harvester, now
The memories, they all start to compile
Remember his father, he’d tell you more, but why even bother
He was a monster, touched on his sister, beat on his momma
Still dealin’ with this childhood trauma while on his tour
Signed for five albums, one million dollars, but wanted more
Dishonest lawyers and terrible managers made him sure
That everything was okay, but we heard this story before
So I bring it way back to beginning, which is the endin’
Of this parable I gave you, I feel like it needed attention
Mansion was rented, accountant underhanded his business
Said “Fuck it all”, he might as well end it