Cordae has signed with Wasserman for global representation, which, in retrospect, feels less like a career update and more like a foregone conclusion. When your name sits comfortably in Grammy nominations, your Spotify streaming numbers hover around 5 million a month, and your top cities include Chicago, Sydney, and Toronto—well, you’re not freelancing the next chapter of your career.
Cordae’s not new to evolution. He started in the YBN collective, spun off into solo stardom with The Lost Boy, and built a reputation on being the guy who could hold his own in a rap cypher and also get dinner-table approval from your NPR-loving uncle. He’s the rare artist who raps like he’s writing a memoir but still sounds good in a playlist between Travis and Doja.
His latest album The Crossroads, released via Atlantic last year, doubled down on this duality. Features from Anderson .Paak, Lil Wayne, and even Ye—because apparently Cordae’s calendar can handle both therapy-core and ego opera—punctuated a record that felt equal parts confessional booth and TED Talk.
He’s played the big ones: Rolling Loud, Day N Vegas, and late-night stages where the band wears suits and Jimmy cracks jokes. Cordae is, in some ways, the anti-flash: more thesis than thirst trap, more pocket square than pyrotechnics. And now he has Wasserman—sports and music’s apex dealmakers—making sure every future move hits the right stage, sync, or sponsorship deck.
So yeah, Cordae just signed with Wasserman. Not because he needs help getting heard—but because at this point, the biggest risk isn’t being slept on. It’s not being everywhere he deserves to be.
