Corner
French Montana Lyrics


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That's murder on the corner
Seen these niggas touch bands
Skinny nigga pushin' Lambs

I said it's real niggas gone, take a stand
Murder for that dollar, understand
Lately, niggas talkin' down, swear it made me
Plus I know these niggas shady
Mama said don't trust no lady
When I hit the drug, it save me
Tried to leave a young nigga on the corner
Tryna drink my demons 'way 'til the mornin'
You ain't seen it, nothin' like it
Swear to God you ain't seen nothin' like it
Tryna leave me skinny, and you know it
It's murder on the corner

(Montana, ayy)
Check it, dot 'em like a leopard
On the corner, smell aroma like a shepherd
Watchin' Narcos or them narcos
Brain fried, if I make my bed, I'ma sleep in it
King size, French tried to franchise (ooh)
Before the machine, we did it handy (handy)
Bitches fronted on they panties, now they jerk me like the Grammy's
Hundred chains like TLC Chili (Chili)
On that Wayne, milli' after milli' (milli')
With a bitch like Keisha from Belly
And baby (baby), I pray to God we live a thousand years (a thousand years)
And if I hurt you, we'll drink Ciroc for your tears (woo)
Stuntin' on the stunners smokin' out the whips
Carbon in the front, skrrt on the bridge to Harlem
You stepped on carpet, the flag
We sharpen the swag
Ten racks for the marble slab (skrrt)
Pool kitchen sink (sink), six layer paint (paint)
Bumpin' 'Retha Franklin (Franklin)
Bitch, like Jada Pinkett, han (han)

I said it's real niggas gone, take a stand
Murder for that dollar, understand
Lately, niggas talkin' down, swear it made me
Plus I know these niggas shady
Mama said don't trust no lady
When I hit the drug, it save me
Tried to leave a young nigga on the corner
Tryna drink my demons 'way 'til the mornin'
You ain't seen it, nothin' like it
Swear to God you ain't seen nothin' like it

Uh (uh)
It's the city where the skinny niggas rot, yep
That same city, you might see me with my slob, yep
Buck fiddy to your chiddy, you get prom cut
Primetime, fuck, fuck it, your time's up
Don't watch my set, they get upset
They comin' at me indirect, live in effect
They wanna see me in the flesh, boy, take your best shot
Got somethin' rip through your vest, aim for your head
Won't break a sweat

I said it's real niggas gone, take a stand
Murder for that dollar, understand
Lately, niggas talkin' down, swear it made me
Plus I know these niggas shady
Mama said don't trust no lady
When I hit the drug, it save me
Tried to leave a young nigga on the corner
Tryna drink my demons 'way 'til the mornin'
You ain't seen it, nothin' like it




Swear to God you ain't seen nothin' like it
It's murder on the corner

Overall Meaning

In French Montana's song "Corner," the lyrics depict the harsh reality of the streets and the struggles faced by those living in tough neighborhoods. The opening line, "That's murder on the corner," sets the tone for the narrative, highlighting the violence and danger present in these areas. The mention of "niggas touch bands" refers to individuals involved in illegal activities, particularly making money through illicit means. The line "Skinny nigga pushin' Lambs" suggests that even those who may not fit the stereotypical image of a gangster can still be involved in criminal activities.


The chorus emphasizes the desperation and survival mindset prevalent in such environments. The phrase "Murder for that dollar, understand" speaks to the idea that some individuals are willing to go to extreme lengths to secure financial stability, even if it means resorting to violence. The lyrics also touch on the theme of betrayal and mistrust, with the singer aware of the shady nature of those around him. The line "Mama said don't trust no lady" reflects an upbringing that instilled caution and wariness towards others.


Further in the song, French Montana's verse paints a picture of his own experiences and aspirations. He mentions watching the TV show "Narcos" and implies a familiarity with the drug trade, using wordplay to associate the odor on the corner with the aroma of a shepherd. He references his success in the music industry and the material wealth that comes with it, such as having "hundred chains like TLC Chili." However, he also expresses a desire for longevity and love, praying for a thousand years with his partner and promising to drink away their tears.


Overall, "Corner" showcases the gritty reality of street life, its challenges, and the aspirations that drive individuals caught in its grip.


Line by Line Meaning

That's murder on the corner
The situation on the street is dangerous and violent.


Seen these niggas touch bands
I've witnessed these guys making a lot of money.


Skinny nigga pushin' Lambs
Even though I'm thin, I'm driving expensive cars like Lamborghinis.


I said it's real niggas gone, take a stand
I believe the real gangsters will stand up and fight.


Murder for that dollar, understand
People are willing to commit crimes for money, you should comprehend.


Lately, niggas talkin' down, swear it made me
Recent negative comments from others have affected me emotionally.


Plus I know these niggas shady
Furthermore, I'm aware that these guys are untrustworthy.


Mama said don't trust no lady
My mother warned me not to trust any woman.


When I hit the drug, it save me
Using drugs helps me escape my problems and provides salvation.


Tried to leave a young nigga on the corner
Someone attempted to abandon me, a young guy, on the street.


Tryna drink my demons 'way 'til the mornin'
I'm trying to drown my inner demons through drinking until morning.


You ain't seen it, nothin' like it
You haven't witnessed anything as unique or extraordinary.


Swear to God you ain't seen nothin' like it
I promise you, you haven't witnessed anything as remarkable.


Check it, dot 'em like a leopard
Listen, I'll shoot them and leave dot-like marks on their bodies, similar to a leopard's spots.


On the corner, smell aroma like a shepherd
I'm on the street corner, surrounded by a distinct smell, reminiscent of a shepherd.


Watchin' Narcos or them narcos
I'm either watching the TV show 'Narcos' about drug lords or actual drug dealers.


Brain fried, if I make my bed, I'ma sleep in it
My mind is exhausted, even if I make a mistake, I'll accept the consequences.


King size, French tried to franchise
I aim for greatness, just like a king, and I attempted to expand my brand like a franchise.


Before the machine, we did it handy
Before getting mainstream success, we accomplished things independently and by ourselves.


Bitches fronted on they panties, now they jerk me like the Grammy's
Some women used to ignore me, but now they're attracted to me and treat me like a Grammy Award winner.


Hundred chains like TLC Chili
I'm wearing multiple chains around my neck, just like the singer Chili from the group TLC.


On that Wayne, milli' after milli'
I'm rapping on beats by Lil Wayne and making millions of dollars.


With a bitch like Keisha from Belly
I'm with a girl who resembles the character Keisha from the movie 'Belly.'


And baby, I pray to God we live a thousand years
My love, I wish for us to have a long and prosperous life.


And if I hurt you, we'll drink Ciroc for your tears
If I ever cause you pain, we'll celebrate and drown your sorrows in Ciroc vodka.


Stuntin' on the stunners smokin' out the whips
I'm showing off and outshining the flashy people while smoking in luxurious cars.


Carbon in the front, skrrt on the bridge to Harlem
The front of the car is made of carbon fiber, making a screeching sound on the way to Harlem.


You stepped on carpet, the flag
You walked on a luxurious carpet, representing status and wealth.


We sharpen the swag
We enhance our style to appear more fashionable and confident.


Ten racks for the marble slab
I spent ten thousand dollars on a marble table or countertop.


Pool kitchen sink, six layer paint
My house has a luxurious kitchen with a pool near the sink, and the walls have been painted with six layers for a flawless look.


Bumpin' 'Retha Franklin
I'm playing and enjoying the music of Aretha Franklin.


Bitch, like Jada Pinkett, han
The woman I'm referring to is as attractive and fierce as Jada Pinkett Smith.


It's the city where the skinny niggas rot, yep
In this city, thin guys struggle and suffer, indeed.


That same city, you might see me with my slob, yep
In that exact city, you might catch me hanging out with my friend, slob.


Buck fiddy to your chiddy, you get prom cut
If you mess with me, I'll give you a severe punishment, cutting you off completely.


Primetime, fuck, fuck it, your time's up
I'm at the peak of my success, and frankly, your time is over.


Don't watch my set, they get upset
People get angry when they observe my performance.


They comin' at me indirect, live in effect
They're subtly attacking me, but I remain powerful and fully present.


They wanna see me in the flesh, boy, take your best shot
They desire to confront me in person, so go ahead and give it your all.


Got somethin' rip through your vest, aim for your head
I have something that can penetrate your bulletproof vest, as I intend to aim for your head.


Won't break a sweat
This won't be difficult or challenging for me.


It's murder on the corner
The situation on the street is dangerous and violent.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: French Montana, Rakim Mayers

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