J. Cole - Lost Ones Lyrics

J. Cole - Lost Ones Lyrics


[verse 1 - j cole]
baby girl, i can't imagine what it's like for you
i got you pregnant, now inside there is a life in you
i know you wondering if this is gon' make me think 'bout wifing you
like if you have my first child, would i spend my whole life with you?
now i ain't trying to pick a fight with you, i'm trying to talk
now i ain't trying to spend the night with you, i'm kinda lost, see
i've been giving it some thought lately, and
frankly i feel like we ain't ready and this..
hold up now, let me finish!
think about it baby, me and you we still kids ourselves
how we gonna raise a kid by ourself? handle biz by ourself?
a nigga barely over 20, where the hell we gon' live?
where am i gon' get that money?
i refuse to bring my boy and my girl in this world
when i ain't got shit to give em
and i'm not with them niggas who be knocking girls up and skate out
so girl you gotta think about how the options weigh out
what's the way out?

[hook: j cole] (x2)
and i ain't too proud to tell you that i cry sometimes
i cry sometimes, about it
and girl i know it hurt, but
if this world was perfect, then we can make it work
but i doubt it

[verse 2: j cole]
she say nigga "you got some nerve
to come up to me talking about abortion
this my body nigga, so don't think you finna force shit!
see i knew that this is how you act, so typical
said you love me oh but now you flipping like reciprocals, figures though
should've known that you was just another nigga
no different from them other niggas who be
claiming that they love you just to get up in them drawers
knowing all the right things to say
i let you hit it raw, muthafucka!
now i'm pregnant, you don't wanna get involved muthafucka?
trying to take away a life, is you god muthafucka?
i don't think so, this a new life up in my stomach
regardless if i'm your wife, this new life here
i'mma love it, i ain't budging
i just do this by my muthafucking self
see, my mama raised me with no muthafucking help, from a man
but i still don't understand how you could say that
did you forget all those conversations
that we had way back about your father? and you told me
that you hate that nigga, talking about he a coward
and you so happy that you ain't that nigga, cause he
left your mama when she had you and he ain't shit
now here you go doing the same shit..
you ain't shit nigga!"

[hook: j. cole]

[verse 3: j cole]
they say everything happens for a reason
and people change like the seasons, they grow
apart, she wanted him to show his
heart and say he loved her, he spoke them
magic words and on the same day he fucked her
now she wide open, she put a ring up on his finger
if she could, but he loved her cause the pussy good
but she ain't no wife though, uh oh!
she telling him she missed her period like typos
he panicking, froze up like a mannequin
a life grows inside, now he asking "is it even mine?"
what if this bitch ain't even pregnant dog
could she be lying? and she be crying cause he acting
distant, like "ever since i told you this, nigga
you acting different". and all his niggas saying
these hoes be trapping niggas. playing with niggas'
emotions like they some action figures
where they get pregnant for collateral
it's like extortion, man
if that bitch really pregnant tell her to get
an abortion.. but what about your seed nigga?

J. Cole - See It To Believe It Lyrics

J. Cole - See It To Believe It Lyrics


the songs that i made in my bedroom and shit
finally give a nigga leg room in this bitch

yeah cole world, make way for the chosen one
aint nobody else i’d rather be, not even oprah’s son
momma’s youngest getting paper like the oldest one
we living better guess god felt he owed us one
closets barely had no clothes in them
so you throw my niggas in hoopty’, but we still bag hoes and them
these niggas give they heart and soul to them
i wonder if they know we doving them
ass fat so when pinch ‘em (pincher) like a doberman
run up on em politicing like he ? men
what’s your name? where ya from?
ya got a dream? i’ll sell ya one
come and kick it with a nigga on his way to the top
won’t stop, won’t stop
hey and don’t stop
now if it don’t jam the hoes wont rock
and if it aint crack then the fiends wont cop
and you wonder why a nigga got the shit you don’t got

gotta see it to believe it
gotta see it to believe it
gotta see it to believe it

and don’t stop
now if it don’t jam the hoes wont rock
and if it aint crack then the fiends wont cop
and you wonder why a nigga got the shit you don’t got

gotta see it to believe it
gotta see it to believe it
gotta see it to believe it

there’s so much pain on my brain i gotta jot it out
but as of late nigga, it aint been shit to ? about
i turn up the news, my blues seem petty
cause my view of the city is incredible with no album out
i’m blessed nigga, i’m blessed
when i’m all alone these words just flow out of my chest
turn ‘em into palms, they worship, i’m the best
and though i’m taking long they f-ck with me none the less
yeah, enough sleeping, i put you niggas to rest
the only one saying shit is like a nigga got to rest
unimpressed with you niggas
you the shit only cause i digested you niggas
but i digress, boy you bout as g as a f-cking vest
and your wifey is a bird even in her prada dress
want a nigga like me to come and get her out her nest (out her nest)
like come and kick it with a nigga on his way to the top

won’t stop, won’t stop
hey, dont stop

now if it don’t jam the hoes wont rock
and if it aint crack then the fiends wont cop
and you wonder why a nigga got the shit you don’t got

gotta see it to believe it
gotta see it to believe it
gotta see it to believe it

"The Good Son (Part 1) (Freestyle)" Lyrics - J. Cole

"The Good Son (Part 1) (Freestyle)" Lyrics - J. Cole

allow me to set the scene first
this little n-gga no older than 17 in a martin luther king shirt
walking down the mean merc where the fiends lurk
and the same dirt’ll find a n-gga
even if you tryna get that clean work
he caught eyes with a bad bitch in a jean skirt
she gave him a mean smurk, he smiled back
he remember this man that hit that shit a while back
he met her, f-cked her, never dialled back
how n-ggas do? he kept it moving, couldn’t wait to get home
report card for his mother couldn’t wait to get shown
straight a’s as usual, his momma would smile
youngest child, college bound
knew his momma was proud
cause he was headed out the hood
he promised himself one day he’d get her out for good
that made him smile
the favourite child, but damn, fate is foul
drive by, stray bullets that laid him out
on the pavement fading out
now he bleeding thinking, god, man, you couldn’t wait a while
my momma struggling who gon save her now, huh?
now he fading out thinking god, you couldn’t wait a while?
my momma need me, who gon save her now, n-gga? uh
yeah, he’s fading out, her favourie child
he’s fading out

"Nothing Like It" Lyrics - J. Cole

"Nothing Like It" Lyrics - J. Cole

yeah, pistol pete flow, smoke like a swisha sweet blow
cole world, get ya pea coat
rappers got no point, n-ggas miss the free throws so
ain’t no mystery why there picking me for
i’ve been hot since ’97, i aint mr cee though
i am mr nc boy, with the pen destroy any emcee boy
i’m skinny, didn’t eat so i’m hungry like a hostage
finally seeing money so it’s funny how they eyes lit
surprise its, that n-gga that you should have been on
i handed you n-ggas my demo, dawg i couldn’t get on
one time for my city bitch i’m putting it on
like a condom when i’m with your girl, ballin’ like it’s intramural
back in school, hoopin’ to impress the girls
we was young and disconnected from the rest of world
i reminsce on andrea, eh, god bless ya girl
she used to let me sit in class and caress her curves
help a n-gga get through puberty, the lessons learned
from her, wasn’t nothing like it
we passed notes, she read minds like a f-cking psychic and write back
i was the class clown, i told jokes and hope she liked that
rode the bus home and wonder how it be to pipe that
if i was just a little faster i know i could have smashed her
but was just a virgin, couldn’t make it past flirting
now i’m taking baths with there naked ass jerkin
make it last forever playing in the background
you can that as whatever i was laying that down
she gon hat emy ass forever, i aint gon bring her back round
but hold up, what you expect it, how you feeling all neglected?
sending all them texted spillin on your dresses
we knew just what this was before i was feeling on your breast’es
i never disrespected, i’m clever n-gga check it
i tried to warn these women, guess they never get the message
this is cole, aint nothing like it
so girls don’t wanna f-ck him, now they wanna f-ckin’ like him
and hope you f-ckin’ wife him

yeah, nuttin’ like him
yeah, ooh, yeah, oh

aint no other, aint no other n-ggas
a-aint no, aint no other n-ggas f-cking with me
rappers throwin’ jabs but it feel like nothing hit me
fake n-ggas, snake n-ggas i think something bit me
scratch that, can’t impersonate perfection man
but i can school you, this here is the lesson plan
now uh uh, some of y’all comparing me
either you blind as hell or either you just don’t care to see
don’t make me pull the trigger i think you n-ggas is daring me
go f-ck around and get your favourite rapper embarrassed, see
i’m the supplier of that fire and the kerosene
don’t wanna make a scene, those aint no shots fired
just know the shit that i’m dropping, take you a lot higher
these n-ggas bitches on the low, they mrs doubtfire
how can you doubt fire, man if you brave enough then come put it out sire
the south by your side, this the mouth for your eyes
you n-ggas spit it with no one to vouch for your lies
i spit it how you see it, but aint had the words to say it
i spit it how you think it but aint had the balls to speak it
i put it out, sit around and let the world critique it
until the fans up on it early like a n-gga leaked it
just know you f-cking with the best, this be our little secret
until the world find out and then y’all gotta shed me
til then just know theres nothing like him and theres nothing near me
yeah you f-cking hear me
yeah, yeh

"Pass Me By" Lyrics - J. Cole (Ft. B.o.B.)

J. Cole - Pass Me By Lyrics and Video (Ft. B.o.B.)

Yea, yea, yea,

Dear Mrs. Bill Collector

I know ya just doing your job, don’t mean to disrespect ya

But we’ve been going through this thang since way back

I told ya when I get the dough I would pay back

But I got problems babayy…yea, if you only knew

I got bigger problems babbayyy

So why ya talkin about the money that I owe, like as if I didn’t know man, it don’t mean nothing to me

Cause right now I got my lil boy crying, and my grandmother dying, could you please stop fuckin with me?

Listen here, I aint lookin for no tears, but my brother got a year, and my momma keep smoking that shit

On top of that, I’m broke, please put that in your notes for the next one to call me up talking that shit

So life don’t pass me by

Cause sometimes it’ll leave you stuck don’t ask me why

Gotta keep this trailer moving, no time to cry cry

So lonely days I say goodbye bye

Gotta live for today so life won’t pass me by by

So life don’t pass me by

Cause sometimes it’ll leave you stuck don’t ask me why

Gotta keep this trailer moving, no time to cry cry

So lonely days I say goodbye bye

Gotta live for today so life won’t pass me by by

[Verse 2]

Hey, Dear Mr. Policeman

Hey am I wrong, aint you suppose to keep the peace man?

I coulda swore I was driving pretty peaceful

So why the hell is you pullin over me fo’?

Is it this black Mercedez? (Oh now I get it, I get it, I get it)

Or cause I’m black? Hmmm, maybe

Hey, tell me why my hands start sweatin’ and I hold my breath everytime that you get behind me

I turn my music down, so you won’t hear a sound, man I’m nervous like I got a couple pounds on me

You pulled me over, you frown on me

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Thug niggas, drug dealers, its a trip, every nigga in this whip got a mothafuckin college degree

So life don’t pass me by

Cause sometimes it’ll leave you stuck don’t ask me why

Gotta keep this trailer moving, no time to cry cry

So lonely days I say goodbye bye

Gotta live for today so life won’t pass me by by

Cause sometimes it’ll leave you stuck don’t ask me why

Gotta keep this trailer moving, no time to cry cry

So lonely days I say goodbye bye

Gotta live for today so life won’t pass me by by

Yea, my middle finger to the law, bustin off, tryna touch the sky

My teacher said, “Impossible”, but I’mma fuckin try

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he dont make the rules

There’s niggas dying everyday, but we don’t make the news

Instead they talkin bout some thunderstorm, cyclones

Timmy got his bike stole, top story, Tiger Woods “be fuckin all these white hoes”

Anchorman stop snitchin

Cut the commercial, he be texting all the side bitches, hey my goodness

How ironic, on trial for possession of some chronic

My lawyer came to court, man he was higher than the comet

Hey your honor, is you kidding? How you sit above me?

Are you perfect mothafucker, how you finna judge me?

When you home you dont cuss, drink and puff like us

These cops is bad boys, baby just like Puff

They hate they jobs and they days be fucked up like us

At the end of the day, you niggas just like us

So life don’t pass me by

Cause sometimes it’ll leave you stuck don’t ask me why

Gotta keep this trailer moving, no time to cry cry

So lonely days I say goodbye bye

Gotta live for today so life won’t pass me by by

Cause sometimes it’ll leave you stuck don’t ask me why

Gotta keep this trailer moving, no time to cry cry

So lonely days I say goodbye bye

Gotta live for today so life won’t pass me by by

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J. Cole - Back To The Topic Lyrics and Video

J. Cole - Back To The Topic Lyrics

Yea, n-gga
I’m gon ahead and murder this sh-t
Voice gone and sh-t, I think it’s gonna make it sound a little ill, just a little iller
Yup, Fayettenam, n-gga

Yea, Carolina blue kicks pedal to the medal
Feeling like a puppet and the devil is Geppetto
Letter to the ghetto-hold ya head high
You can pick apart my raps I ain’t told ya na’ lie
I want a little darker, like to f-cking tan line
Go on, look for a better n-gga, girl you can’t find
Fine young man with an old man mind,
no time for the tickle, f-ck the whole mankind
Aw no ma’am, I’m an old land mine
I been waiting to blow up for a long damn time, now I’m armed and I’m-
Fayettenam’s finest, Carolina saviour, marijuana blazer
Only on occasion cause my mind be racing
Lost in my thoughts so my eyes be Asian
Thinking how these rap n-ggas got to be faking
Whole style obviously copied, pasted-plagiarized swag
May arrived last but when it’s all said and done I’ma be ahead of them
Way that I describe it, prescribe a n-gga medicine
Way that I be fly-I be higher than the Jet-e-sons
Moving on up, n-gga higher than the Jeffersons
All about the Benjamin’s, bad chicks send em’ in!
Basic hoes toss em out! can’t even get waffle house
Hating n-ggas chalk em out! Go and get the coffin out
What chu talking bout?
Little man, my sh-t hair burning you not even a little tan
I’m I’ll enough to kill cancer, baby I’m Chemo
Down in Miami, and I throw like Marino
Get a whole lot of you know, and she bald like an eagle.
No, not up top, but down there
she said she want to hop on top girl I don’t care
You better get yours before I reach mines cause then I’m throwing peace signs
If you a freak I can take you to ya peak, girl I do it to the maxima-Nissan


And I hope you a believer
I’m quarterbacking trynna get cha open like receivers
Far from an overnight achievers, Cole is like the leader of the new n-ggas!
To tell the truth, I’m only f-cking with a few n-ggas, if that!
The rest of ya’ll n-ggas get lapped
I sit back, and reflect on the rap game I came from out of no where
N-gga, I swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare
Got n-ggas shouting out “The Ville-I got to go there! ”
Boy, don’t you know you get shot over there?
I say my prayers cause this life ain’t fair,
A bunch of backstabbing n-ggas hope the knife ain’t there
A bunch of temptation facing when your wife ain’t there
Yea late at night, when I got the phone call and made her right
When my crib was straight ahead, shorty gave me head, hit it then I quit it ‘fore she even made the bed
Damn I’m no good
But damn it’s so good
I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would
Something like Rihanna while I’m up in that vagina
Type of chick that only dress in something thats designer
I could give a f-ck long as there’s something that’s behind her
Got the type of bump that make a dog want to hump her
Back to the topic-actually forgot it
Hoes, money, I’m the shit… oh yea I’m reminded
The way I put the words together cleverly align them
These other rap n-ggas shouldn’t never be a problem
And I’m ghost!

J. Cole - Best Friend Lyrics and Video

J. Cole - Best Friend Lyrics

I see your homegirl tryna sway you
how you figure I would play you,
would you look at that
the same one that caught her n-gga with some freak
all in her sheets left for a week
what she do, double back
now I know we far from perfect
but I feel like this is perfect, do you disagree with that
if not than holla back
hey and tell ya girl you’ll call her back

[Chorus]
My best friend say, she sick of me, crying on the phone
telling how man dogging me
My best friend say, dont tell her nothing bout me
cause she aint showing me no sympathy
my best say, if she was me, she woulda let ya go
home a long time ago
my best friend say
my best friend say
I’ll be there, I’ll still be there for you

anytime we meet
you can lean on me
come on, come on
I’ll be there for you
I’ll be there for you

anytime we meet
you can lean on me
come on, come on
I’ll be there for you

[J. Cole]
Now, now, now, know we be arguing
but aint you riding with me
we breaking up we making up
like Dwayne Wade, and Whitney
you throw things, you broke things
lyrics via killer hip hop dot com
use both hands and hit me
and right when you call the law
I’ll tell my boy to come get me
then you, than you start listening
to friends, and then it, gets tricky
they try to tell you leave, but this love is real sticky
so you ignore the hickys, the pics of chicks and they vicky’s
that they sent me, is that real love
you’re the only one that I will love
damn, damn


My Best friends say
I could stay with her
at her house, no doubt anytime I like
my best friends say
don’t let you in my life, cause you don’t do for me
and you don’t act right
my best friends say
if she was me, she’ll let you go along time ago
my best friends say, my best friends say

I’ll still be there for you
anytime we meet
you can lean on me
come on, come on
I’ll be there for you
I’ll be there for you

anytime we meet
you can lean on me
come on, come on
I’ll be there for you

Girl I can see it in your eyes
how you feeling , let me know whats on your mind
we’ve been together for a long long time
hey, girl I can see it in your eyes
I know to you it feel like I’m never around
round, round, round
but if you leave, who else gon hold me down
hey, hey, hey, hey

J. Cole - Home For The Holidays Lyrics and Video

J. Cole - Home For The Holidays Lyrics

Hey, this is the story of a young’n dreamin
left his city to see if he could be what he dreamin’
big city on his own sh-t
but every now and then a n-gga get home sick
pick up the phone, holla at my partner he telling em, be warned
a lot of sh-t been changing the time you’ve been gone
the streets got meaner, the hoes got growner
and went and got baby’s the day they got a diploma
damn, there’ll be some n-ggas missing when you fly back
if you black, they sending you to jail or to Iraq
old buddy that we hoop with, with a bad chick and a fly lac
anda gold chain, caught him on a merc, tryna buy crack
damn homie, sh-t, in high school you was the man homie
f-ck happened to you,
used to beat n-ggas down at the buses after school
now you looking like a muthaf-cking fool

[Chorus]
Say I’ll be home for the holidays
so when you see me, better holla at me
I gotta get up put this city ‘fore it try to trap me
I gotta leave, i wish I could stay
but I’ll be home for the holidays
and to those that I used to know
from way before, keep your head up
come lets get this bread up
girl, I gotta go, wish I could stay
but I’m coming hme for the holidays

[J. Cole - Verse 2]
This is a story bout some puppy love
but at the time boy, I was feeling like this must be love
although now Im on my grown sh-t
she mad as hell, a n-gga still get home sick
I was fresh up off a scholarship
dressed like a black man in college sh-t
got a little knowledge now Im following the politics
but I still gotta holla at my old chick
so sweet, so thick, girl pick up your phone, it’s me
she said “we aint homies no more”
you go to college and you act like you don’t know me no more
girl, we got history semester seem so long
the last time I seen ya baby you aint have no clothes on
so if history repeats itself
when I get home, girl its on, you aint gone need ya belt
or your pants or your drawers, then we hit the rewind
just don’t give it up in the meantime

[Chorus]

[J. Cole - Verse 3]
man i reminisce on them school days
i know you know them act a fool days
that missed the bus then hit the blunt and go to school blazed
that trying to get laid so i gotta stay fly
but a n-gga had a shot you’d have thought thats where the bulls play
wished this freshman could used a little Kool-aid
crushing on them upper clansmen but it was tool late
buddy she was dating he had the freshest shoes
but the n-gga was graduated but he never made two a’s
hey if you’re listening we got in to school
but who will pay our tuition man
these n-ggas crazy
one year cost about the same as a Mercedes (benz)
four years cost white crib and a baby
ay maybe this aint for me
if only i could be Lebron with the strength to leave
the worst part about growing up man the shit just aint for free
maybe i can be someone people pay to see
and maybe i should move up outta here to the place to be
to get from a to z ay what you think im crazy
if i told you one day that Imma sign with jay-z
and will i make it i guess we gotta wait and see
[Chorus]

J. Cole - See World Lyrics and Video

J. Cole - See World Lyrics

Gettin higher than the soul of little Shaniya,
To the ones that killed her, hope you burn in fire.
I’m burnin tires on the strip, tryna get a grip,
Liquor in the cupholder, tryna get a sip.
6 shots of Hennessey, I’m still goin strong.
Please numb me from the bullshit that’s goin on.
That girl was 5 years old that they just murdered,
and did some wicked shit to her that was unheard of,
You f-ckin coward.
Ain’t gotta tell em’ go to Hell,
Cuz that’s the shit that make them other n-ggas sick in Jail;
So you gon’ feel it.
Travel the world reppin this city, know I’m gon kill it,
but yet a n-gga ain’t got a clue.. how I’m gon deal with
all the bullshit. N-ggas sendin shots my way.
You put a hit out on me, think that I’m gon stop? No way.
Gon have to kill me, or witness a n-gga livin so filthy
Young, Black, and Wealthy, n-gga for that I’m guilty.
Still see all the fake shit.
It’s funny somehow thought the money could erase it.
No matter how much dough you got you gotta face it,
and to my n-ggas gone hope you in a better place,
if I make it I’ll holla…

[Chorus]
See World (See world, See world)
You’re no good
See World (See world, See world)
You’re no good
no matter how I hate flashbacks and rewinds
can’t escape the pain that’s trapped in my mind
See World (See world, See world)
You’re no good


[J. Cole- Verse 2]
Yeah I got a chip on my shoulder the size of a golden nugget
the industry overlook me for that I be holding grudges
wouldn’t take a chance on me
suddenly its, oh you love it
lets get a cole feature thats gon put you over budget
picture being broke with no pot to piss in
and then suddenly your idols is your competition
used to be God to me, slowly losing my religion
as these notes from my composition turn the compositions thin
put it out and hope the World sing
we sippin’ liquor for the pain that the World bring
we had dreams just to make it up the flag pole
just to find out that out heroes were some ass holes
y’all dont hear me, maybe you had the World figured out wrong
when these n-ggas go from singing our songs to waiting on you
bout a year later the same ones be hatin’ on you
every other record these rappers be faking on you
we singing songs but we know that aint true
we know you gotta make the people pay you
cause either you play the game or watch the game play you
and be that broke muthaf-cker talkin bout “I stay true”

[Chorus]
See World (See world, See world)
You’re no good
See World (See world, See world)
You’re no good
no matter how I hate flashbacks and rewinds
can’t escape the pain that’s trapped in my mind
See World (See world, See world)
You’re no good

J. Cole - Too Deep For The Intro Lyrics and Video

J. Cole - Too Deep For The Intro Lyrics

Yeah,
hey,
yeah,

Partially functional, half of me is comfortable
the other half is close to the cliff like Mrs Huckstable
these boys got them hoslters and clips they pack like lunchables
like white boys in grade school
we ate school made food just
eyeing they sh-t, wish I was trying they sh-t
knowing when mama hit the store she wasn’t buying that sh-t
no I aint crying a bit man
thats just life thats just how shit work
you reach your hand in fire, you pull it back when you get burnt
gotta learn when you get hurt
even if its with cupid
he beat you and you went back
who’s officially stupid
oh yeah I understand thats your man,
you had a plan
you been together for some years
you sticking with him for the kids
so you overlook the tears but we both know thats a bad look
cause 20 years from now your daughter will probably get her ass whooped
if this too deep for the intro I’ll find another use
but just in case its perfect let me introduce
cole, cole, cole


if this too deep for the intro I’ll find another use
but just in case its perfect let me introduce
it’s Cole, i had a dream and so I made a move
a ill ass n-gga who just so happened to stay in school
still rap for hustlers and muthaf-ckers that hated school
said thats for busters that heard my sh-t and I made it cool
This aint to say that I’m gifted as if I’m Christmas shopping
I got gangsta n-ggas that lining up in that missions office
and possibly cause all the hoe n-ggas scrape
and I sh-t up on my plate so you know a n-gga late to my first class
I’d much rather sit up in first class
should I admit that a slutty b-tch was my first smash
was it experience so nah I didnt wear it out
always thought my first time would be with someone I cared about
but being a virgin was something to be embarrassed bout
I used to ask for practice so I wasnt scared out my mind
you call it rhymes I call it clearing out my mind
was just a young boy staring out my blind
till I got free from my momma leash
running loose through the streets
like a stray dog in heat
and we looking for some freaks can you play
pardon me, whats your name, don’t mistake me for no lame
no not me
she do hours on the team cause she seen how tall I’d be
in the club dappin’ n-ggas, (?) R-I-P
damn, you win some, you lose some
that just how its happens
and if a n-gga step up to ya, then you gotta scrap em
your name is all you got, throwing hands by the bathroom
its funny I barely told nobody I started rapping
cause see some n-ggas was haters that I viewed as clowns
at 14 I knew I was the nicest dude around
I gotta make a move, I gotta do this now
if they don’t know your dreams, than they cant shoot em down

J. Cole - Enchanted Lyrics and Video

J. Cole - Enchanted Lyrics

[J. Cole]
Yea, this is where the
yea, this is where the fathers aint living
at least not with us
might see em round the city and won’t even say wassup
when n-ggas play tough, wont even smile in mirrors
and we learn to f-ck hoes off trial and error
just a small time n-gga, big city hustle
glued to the TV, Jigga, Diddy, Russell
these were our heroes, strictly for them zero’s
for that Robert Deniro, n-ggas reload on them kilo’s
dodgin them people,
mad at myself cause I done seen some things that I’d rather not tell
shawty smole crack and her boyfriend too
sometimes he touch her daughter like them boyfriends do
pull up to the club where the boys went too
see that yellow tape and the boys in blue
a n-gga on a strecther and though i never met ya
Im thinking God Bless ya, they city try and get ya
man, don’t let the city get ya
f-ck the horoscopes, know the ropes lke a wrestler
if them bullets wet ya bet ya momma need a tissue
your face on the front of our shirts saying we miss ya
(we miss ya)

Come with me,
Run quick see, what do we have here
Now, do you wanna ride or die
La dadada, la la la la

Come with me,
Run quick see, what do we have here
Now, do you wanna ride or die
La dadada, la la la la

[Omen]
yea, lets see God
I know you only do whats best for me
but is it cool if we negotiate my destiny
they always tellin’ me it’s temporary
than why its feelling like a cemetary
my dreams aint got no obituaries
my city hurting and none of us were equiped here
you heard me say I was ballin’
i probably make tears
I’m trying to get clear
I’m tryna quit fear
who wrote the scripts here
these kids live there whole life just killing time
running the race with no finish line
they tryna noose us with they ropes
but Im tryna climb
I think my foolish pride might become my suicide
but I aint tryna go, no baby
and through these lines and quotes you gotta find some hope
cause I aint dying
my words gon’ last forever,
you can hold the treasure
look inside you can see a diamond in my mind
Im tired of seeing dope fiends, wiping they nose clean
is my neighbourhood just a smoke screen
I think Im in the (?) I see lo green
sons raised by bo queens but there’s no kings
(no kings, no kings)


[J. Cole Hook]
Come with me,
Run quick see, what do we have here
Now, do you wanna ride or die
La dadada, la la la la

Come with me,
Run quick see, what do we have here
Now, do you wanna ride or die
La dadada, la la la la

[J. Cole Verse 3]
It seems like n-ggas either feel ya or they try and kill ya
I face the sky and hope to God aint acting unfamiliar
you play whatever cards he deal no matter how peculiar
they tell me that its God’s will, I’m asking God will ya
iller a n-gga from artist pain, momma smoking cocaine as it rains out
am I to blame, try to stay sane so I came out-side
where they rock with them thangs out
to clear my mind at the same time they blew that boys brains out
but will it change, its like n-ggas is free but our minds still in the chains
brothers killing eachother, the blood spill its a shame
will it ever slow up
alot of n-ggas getting older but they never grow up
and do they son’s like they fathers did and never show up
don’t even cry about it, just another episode of life
watch the season n-gga no re-runs
the devil buying soul’s n-gga no refunds
man, don’t let the city get ya
f-ck the horoscopes know the ropes like a wrestler
if them bullets wet ya bet ya momma need a tissue
your face on the front of our shirts screaming we miss ya
another day, another song, a mother prays
another gone
but still we play like aint nothing wrong
like aint nothing wrong
cause aint nothing wrong
Im not as fast, I’m not as tall
but before I pass
I gotta ball
I gotta ball
I gotta ball
n-gga I gotta ball

J. Cole - 2Faces Lyrics and Video

J. Cole - 2Faces Lyrics

[Intro]
Hey I got a dolla in a dream
But its all a n-gga got so its about that green
And im all up in that spot
Hey

[Verse 1]
Yeah the mental state of a young black genius conflicted
The fast life I done seen on the screen is addictive
Money and clothes I done dreamed about
And all the hoes that I thinked about
Ey tell me am I wrong for visualizing material shit I neva had
Waving gats instead of flags the American dream
Why do we cling to the villians?
Knowing they killin’
My n-ggas high enough to swaing from the ceiling
Ink from the pen spilling on my notebook
Filled with dreams, this is my whole book
Still the screams from girls shot and killed fill my head on a daily
At times I question God can you blame me they can’t tame me?
My voice screech through the street Im a beast on em
Oh no he will not fold you will not see a priest on him
He will not slip or lose his grip they got them cleats on em
But never will he run unless you call police on em

[Chorus]
One time, two times, three times
Sometimes I scrap sometimes Im throwin up the peace sign
Its two sides to a n-gga though
I said Its two sides to a n-gga yo
Ey look sometimes im feeling high
Then im feeling low
Lord will I die will I survive let a n-gga know
You say you know me but what side did you get to know?
Its two sides to a n-gga yo yo yo

[Verse 2]
Yeah some pussy n-ggas put out on me and my mans
Wasn’t for the pistol we drop em right there where he stands
But still we never ran foolish pride made us stand right there
Not understanding we could lose our life there
And then the hit us, thinking bout the close calls from long distance
Ugh as lil n-ggas in the Ville we was trippin
Type of nose ass niggas to watching the fight until its over
They ran when the gatts came out, I moved closer
Foolish what was I thinking? wasn’t trying to be cool its
Just the thrill of the danger get so filled up with anger
When a stranger get to violating
He sleeping on me wide awake, bitch i,ll annihilate him
Im tired of wait on my ticket out this mothaf-cka
Hope they don’t kill me before I get up out this mothaf-cka
I gotta go,
Now can I be that n-gga I thought I was? I gotta know
Will I make it like I thought I would? I gotta blow

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Yeah I seen heaven, seen hell
The two faces of the Ville
One side dreams, the other sides real
One side schemes, the other side deals
What the pain brings another mother cry still
Why the f-ck am I here God?
That n-gga died why the f-ck am I still alive?
I feel ashamed cause the good Lord done brought all this success to me
And all I seem to focus on is all this stress on me
Bless homie we breathin
Cold world got me sneezing
Wrote this when I was broke so hey I guess we even
Though it blows fighting demons trying to stop from bustin semen
In an unfamiliar bitch I know my n-ggas feel this shit
How could I f-ck her raw? And I just met the hoe
My dick took over it aint never felt this wet before
Im stressing in my mind but its way to late to stop it
Make this shit so bad, I had a condom in my pocket
Lets change the topic
Before I go berserk
I’m so alert, riding down 95
Naw I aint finna to go to work
I’m headed back home aint staying that long
I’m chasing dreams shawty im paying back loans
I’m paying dues that a n-gga paying tax on
Im tryina blow like a n-gga playing saxophone
Im playing daddy to another n-ggas daughter
don’t worry even Jesus never saw his real father
I don’t bother me at all though
Yeah say it don’t bother me
They got me thinking bout my mom though
Man I cant wait to sing this song I be like, I be like

[Outro]
Hey don’t cry hey ohh no
We aint gotta worry bout the money no more
We aint gotta worry bout how them bill get paid
We aint gotta worry how the meals get fed
Hey don’t cry hey ohh no
We aint gotta worry bout the money no more
We aint gotta worry bout how them bill get paid
We aint gotta worry how the meals get fed
Hey Hey Hey

J. Cole Ft Drake - In The Morning Lyrics and Video

J. Cole Ft Drake - In The Morning Lyrics

[J. Cole]
Baby you summertime fine, I let you get on top, I be the underline
Im trying to get beside you like the number 9, dime
You fine as hell, I guess I met you for a reason, only time can tell
But well, Im wondering what type of shit you wantin’
Do you like the finer things or you a simple woman
Would you drink with a n-gga, do you smoke weed
Don’t be ashamed, it aint no thing, I used to blow trees
Gettin lifted, I quit but sh-t, I might get high with you
Its only fitting cause Im looking super fly with you
A flower, you are powerful, you do something to me
cause girl I caught the vibe like you threw something to me
So i threw em back, now all my n-ggas hollerin, who was that
Oh boy, she bad n-gga, what you bout do with that
I’m finna take you home, just sip a little patron
Now we zonin’, baby you so fine

[Chorus]
And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
The sun rising while you moanin’

And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
The sun rising while you moanin’

[Drake]
Uh, baby you winter time cold
The night is still young, drinking dinner wine slow
I’m trying to make the goose bumps on your inner thigh show
I’ll let you beat me there as far as finish lines go
Yeah, and if you gotta leave for work, I’ll be right here in the same bed that you left me in
I love big women cause my aunt, she rode equestrian
I used to go to the stables and get those kids to bet me
And I would always ride the stallions whenever she let me
I’m joking, I mean that thing is poking
I mean you kinda like that girl that’s in the US Open
I mean I got this hidden agenda that you provoking
I got bath water that you can soak in
Things I could do with lotion
Dont need a towel, we could dry off in the covers
And when you think you like it, I promise you gonna love it
Yeah, well lights coming through the drapes and we both yawning
I roll over and ask if..


[Chorus - Drake]

[J. Cole]
Hey, hey, God Bless the child that can hold his own
God Bless the woman that can hold patron
God Bless the homegirl that drove us home
No strings attached, like a cordless phone
You see my intentions with you is clear
I’m learning not to judge a woman by the shit that she wears
Therefore, you shouldnt judge a n-gga off of the shit that you hear
Get all defensive, apprehensive, all because my career
To be fair, I know we barely know each other and yeah
Somehow I wound up in your bed so where we headin from here
Just say you’re scared if you’re scared but if you through frontin’ we can do somethin
And you know just what Im talking about, tomorrow you’ll be calling out
Cause tonight we getting right into the wee morn’
Cooking n-gga breakfast after sex is like a reward
Then I go my way and you think about me all day, thats just a warning

[Chorus]
And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
The sun rising while you moanin’

And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
The sun rising while you moanin’

J. Cole - You Got It Lyrics and Video

J. Cole - You Got It Lyrics

[J. Cole - Chorus]
Hey, one time
hey, one time
one time
throw your hands to the sky tonight
cause I think I see the baddest lil thing in the World right now
but I gotta make sure I’m right
and girl you damn right, if your head right
I’ll be there every night
I just might change your life
cause baby…

you got it (you got it)
you got it (you got it)
you got it (you got it)
you got it (you got it)

[J. Cole Verse 1]
Hey Cole World, real cold World
I watch it hit the floor and watch it drop it real low girl
last time I seen ya, you was a lil old girl
I had a crush now we grown and we still so thorough
clap for her, work it till you exhausted
I swear nothing worse than a bad bitch that lost it
brains off the chain, smart mouth with a dumb ass
God damn your ex man is a dumb ass
when you was leaving, did he put up a fight?
was he stressin’ you, wasn’t f-cking you right
well one man’s trash is another man’s treasure
one man’s pain is another man’s pleasure
one damn thing you can’t change is the weather
but even if it rain, we get rained on together
it’s whatever, you shine, I shine,
I know you got a 9-5 I’ll be your 5-9!

[J. Cole - Chorus]
Hey, one time
hey, one time
one time
throw your hands to the sky tonight
cause I think I see the baddest lil thing in the World right now
but I gotta make sure I’m right
and girl you damn right, if your head right
I’ll be there every night
I just might change your life
cause baby…

you got it (you got it)
you got it (you got it)
you got it (you got it)
you got it (you got it)

[J. Cole Verse 2]
Yeah, go ahead and pop it like you do in the mirror
I’m picking through the cloud tryna see a little clearer
high heel wearer, hell of a body
first one to spot ya and I aint telling nobody
nope, I’m peaking at your ass, winking at your ass
if I dont beg I’ll be thinking bout your ass
for the whole week no time for cold feet
she too bad to pass, so fine I dont speak
I tell her my name Jermaine, I’m tryna be lowkey
she tell me I go tthat flame, your rhymes are so deep
man, girl thank you, shit you so bad know your daddy wish he could still spank you
hold up for these other n-ggas roll up and try and get ya
the ones that say they riders but never do ride with ya
I’m tryna vibe with ya so wont you throw me your phone number
and let them lames get ya old number

[J. Cole - Chorus]
Hey, one time
hey, one time
one time
throw your hands to the sky tonight
cause I think I see the baddest lil thing in the World right now
but I gotta make sure I’m right
and girl you damn right, if your head right
I’ll be there every night
I just might change your life
cause baby…


you got it (you got it)
you got it (you got it)
you got it (you got it)
you got it (you got it)

[Wale]
Roc Nation, Wale

look, Cole World, still a cold world
and a couple ya is cool but we a little more thorough
whole town, a little more girls
you know I spit that sick shit and there’s still no cure
hold up, low packs like I got cancer
choking on them white boys make a black panther
love my women with high heels and high standards
and only cheat on my broad if I run out of answers
I got that vicious flow, Moncler winter coat
I aint superstitious I make all these broads flip my pole
you dig it, this shit aint for beginners
I’m something like a fetus, im not quite kidd’n
and theres something you aint seeing like I block your vision
like my Remy with no juice, you a lot like Bishop
hundred k in 22 hours
see money talks, you muthaf-ckers is Boomhower
no check back, in debt yep
loud in my J, I smoking (?)
higher than I need to be
flyer cause I need to be
love our conversation but it’s late right now, I need a beat
one time for the Ville that Cole rep
another time for the city of slow death
I dont understand why these n-ggas so vexed
I dont need no chains with no cross to know that I’m blessed

[J. Cole - Chorus]
Hey, one time
hey, one time
one time
throw your hands to the sky tonight
cause I think I see the baddest lil thing in the World right now
but I gotta make sure I’m right
and girl you damn right, if your head right
I’ll be there every night
I just might change your life
cause baby…

you got it (you got it)
you got it (you got it)
you got it (you got it)
you got it (you got it)

J. Cole - Purple Rain Lyrics and Video

J. Cole - Purple Rain Lyrics

hey hey hey
hey hey hey
yeah hey

bright lights, big dreams
nice night or so it seems
stroll in the club with her tight fit jeans
praying that she might get seen by a n-gga with a contract
with a sports team or just a n-gga that you figure could afford things
like more rings for her fingers
she used to f-ck singers but said they too soft, just copped a new loft
for you walk into her crib got to take her shoes off
thats only step one your dress is next hun
you say your kid sleep, I don’t want no step son
but lead the way to your bed room, king size bed so we got leg room
she give Queen like head so we got head room, my God
than I work her like its my job
a Moses like music to my ears iPod

and than I hit the door, cause baby I got to go
oh yeah don’t act like you don’t know
I know you’ve been through this before

check it, I make the rich bitch beg
make the good girl steal
make the old ladies blush
make the young hoes square
for real, for real

Good girl huh, father was a preacher
sent her off to college thought I got her on a leash though
from the outside though, them girls be the squeakiest
you get ‘em inside them girls be the freakiest


mischievous, downright devious
say she want cake I got all the right ingredients
running round fronting like a pure white virgin
gave a n-gga dome while her father gave a Sermon
Amen, let the choir sing
she be walking round campus like the quiet thing
so n-ggas scared to approach when they admiring
man if they know like I know she got that fire thing
pour a little OJ with some P-trone
I’m feeling ok, but homie she’s gone
when remmy Rev called she just ignore him
I had her calling on God till the weed
and than I hit the door n-gga

cause baby I got to go
oh yeah don’t act like you don’t know
I know you’ve been through this before

check it, I make the rich bitch beg
make the good girl steal
make the old ladies blush
make the young hoes square
for real, for real

J. Cole - Im Coming Home Lyrics and Video

J. Cole - I'm Coming Home Lyrics

[Chorus]
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
tell the World I’m coming home
Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday
I know my kingdom awaits and they’ve forgiven my mistakes
I’m coming home, I’m coming home
tell the World I’m coming

Back where I belong
I’ve never felt so strong eh
feeling like there’s nothing that I can’t try
and if you feel me put your hands high, high, high, hey
and if you feel me put your hands high, high, hey

This is my story this is my song
if you aint got the heart, don’t attempt to try this at home
it’s just a poem from a man once living wrong
now I’m in the zone, tell the World I’m coming home
been a long time coming, been a long time coming
this song feel like the greatest of all time coming
cause I do it B-I-G, I remember we would be high
who’d have thoguht we’d be running rap when we was knee high
to appreciate the sun you gotta know what rain is
or cause I’m famous you don’t gotta know what pain is
but I bounce back, would ya look at that
I take my spot at the top and I aint looking back


[Chorus]
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
tell the World I’m coming home
Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday
I know my kingdom awaits and they’ve forgiven my mistakes
I’m coming home, I’m coming home
tell the World I’m coming

Hey, confusion like I was losing my mind
but one thing I never lose is my grind
my closet need a lot of cleaning now
I can’t sleep cause I dont like the sh-t I dream about
hey Dear Lord please help me get the demons out
and then help me get my genius out
and get back to what I had
if my good’s outweigh my bads, do you think my mistakes is gon even out (even out)
I guess try and see, it’s on my diary, I’m living for my kids
now they is just as fly as me
talk well, wonder if Andre Harrell knew how great I would be when he fired me

[Chorus x2]
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
tell the World I’m coming home
Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday
I know my kingdom awaits and they’ve forgiven my mistakes
I’m coming home, I’m coming home
tell the World I’m coming…home

J. Cole - Relaxation Lyric and Video

J. Cole - Relaxation Lyrics

[J. Cole]
It’s ya n-gga, deep thinker, big drinker
late night, with ya wife in ya crib sneaker
when you out of town, and you not around
turn your ass over like a n-gga stepped out of bounds
crowd around young’n
I got ammo and a lot of rounds coming
up in the streets where you not allowed, runnin’
got the songs bitches ride around hummin’
and the n-ggas stay thumpin’
and the hater’s hate pumpin’
got the 808′s bumpin’
so the trunks stay thumpin’
and the n-gga get high only on occasion in
my mind too wild
damn thought weed supposed to calm you down
but I’m so high I can palm two clouds
boy look, these n-ggas quote my lines like the Lord’s book
you n-ggas less rhymes more hooks
more bucks but less love
you hear them drums, ?uestlove
no Roots, I’m so truth
I used to rock sidelines like a coat suit
had to look at all them loafers, yeah them boat shoes
now I’m in the game but I wont boast to you dummy
remember n-ggas had short jokes for my money
toast to the honey’s, money and the liquor
and bitch I don’t sound like any other n-gga
with my finger on the trigger
I burn rappers like Henny on the liver
grant death wishes like a genie I’ma killer
Lord giveth and he taketh like an Indian giver
hard to keep jimmy in zipper
when you got them bad Anne Vivians with ya
Remy and weed, I got em on Pluto
I like Henny but the hoes prefer Nuvo.

[Fashawn]
Check, every time a n-gga roll,
old school whips and it’s sittin on 4′s
hoes on me when I enter the door
if a n-gga wanna trip, good grip on the chrome
empty out a clip from the fifth then I’m gone
twist up a spliff, get a fifth of Patron
hate a chick who just talk sh-t on the phone
baby I’m tryna stick, give ya dicks to ya dome, sh-t
if I was you n-gga I would hate him
hot August nights I’m out there in Vegas
stuntin til time, had that patience
now it’s big faces, fly vacations
alias Shawn stacks
miss shows, never call back
blowin’ Dro sippin tall cats
on the low had to crawl back
n-ggas wonder if it’s all raps
or it’s all facts…

[Omen]
As I step in the toe like Fe fi foe
with the heat like flow and the beat typo
better rewrite yo, get your rhyming straight
get murked plus 8 like Jon and Kate
I mean it’s time for the face off
hit the corner like an 8 ball
me not concentrate like Adolf
no time for I had a get a day job
me on the mind you aint even on the radar
never bring it but I never been a fiend for her silly ways
so I’m tryna get the cream til I’m silly paid
couldn’t put her on the team, every week another reason
thats fiend like Billy Mays
gotta grind gotta focus
gotta shine through the minds of the blind light the hopeless
never confined to the rhymes that I’ve chosen
moment of silence the Times gotta quote this!

J. Cole - The Plan Lyrics and Video

J. Cole - The Plan Lyrics

[J. Cole]
One time for the Plan
straight to the top
I got the power in my hands
yeah, live for the moment be high
act like you wanna reach high
know we aint on but we try
now holla back and reply

[Verse 1]
I feel like I live for this moment
see it in their eyes the other guys don’t want it
my style they can crown but can’t dethrone it
I was aiming for the top and now I-I-I’m on it
what a powerful performance
I was in my zone send flowers for opponents
tell em get well soon cause I aint in the mood
so if you read that word backwards it should spell doom
I’m on fire y’all can inhale fumes
as I zoom by ya as ya thinking who’s higher
fueled by a desire you should admire
that’s why I’m what they aspire to be before they retire
a livin’ legend with God given blessings
and game so cold they probably watching this in heaven
expectin’ the incredible so baby what me do that
and make the angels say Lord how he do that

[J. Cole]
One time for the Plan
straight to the top
I got the power in my hands
yeah, live for the moment be high
act like you wanna reach high
know we aint on but we try
now holla back and reply
(la la la la la la)

[Verse 2]
A champions mentality
and so I’m scoring ignoring the fact you fouling me
And 1 where I go you can’t come
I was schooling your father boy that make you my grandson
uh, I been around the block twice though my shot nice
no referee but best believe out here I got stripes
now that they finally consider me a legit scorer
would u believe I started off as a benchwarmer
had me feeling like master splinter
now the heads and commentators say thats a winner
hey, hard work pay off nah i dont take a day off,
I rest not i guess thats why ur best short way off
these are the things that dreams are made of
it’s sweet, no time for sleep when you’re elite
if what you reap is what you sow then wat was u expecting
expect to come in secound while I become a legend

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
why dont you reach for the sky
ooh, you dont believe you could fly
i guess i see you when you get in,i guess i see you when you get in
(la la la la la la)

[Chorus]

J. Cole - No Holding Me Back Lyrics and Video

J. Cole - No Holding Me Back Lyrics

[J. Cole Chorus]
Whats sunshine with no rain
whats joy without no pain
and I’m still gon do my thing
there aint no holding me back
hey I’m gon get mine believe that
and whats sunshine with no rain
and whats Joy without no pain
hey yeah
yeah hey


[J. Cole - Verse 1]
The city f-cked up even thug n-ggas getting robbed.
know it’s bad when the drug dealers getting jobs
same n-ggas who skipped out on graduation
at the gas station filling out the applications but
they aint calling me back
best friends be our references
pay checks spent on necklaces
down payments on the Lexuses
debit in the negative
overdraft with the sky overcast
but I’m screaming f-ck the pessimist
cause there aint no holding me back, huh
the little n-gga had big dreams to do big things
but in this thing everything aint what this sh-t seems
trying hard to come up in the flag pole just to
find out your heroes is some assholes
but there aint no hlding me back

J. Cole - It Won't Be Long Lyrics and Video

J. Cole - It Won't Be Long Lyrics

[Chorus]
uh, yeah
I said it won’t be long (no)
‘fore we out here baby
gotta get you up out here baby
Said it won’t be long
‘fore we out here baby
we up out here baby

[J. Cole Verse 1]
I say a prayer and look up in the sky
thank God even though a n-gga headed to this tired day job
will my eyes stay wide
still I know I’m gonna blow
this is music for my n-ggas cause I know you want more
cause that old sh-t fake and this new sh-t real
J Cole not Jay witness that Blueprint feel
hey Cole is you crazy thats some big boots to fill
yeah straight out the Ville and the shoes fit well
same heaven same hell
same n-ggas get killed
knew every detail still never would tell
scared of the repercussion
scared of them people bussin
bullets be hittin’ n-gga’s you swear they could be percussion
n-ggas be holding triggers before they could read instructions
oh God, never did our fathers teach us nothing
no law, but became a man on my own
showed my momma I could stand on my own

[Chorus]


[J. Cole Verse 2]
Dear mama, your son hurting
living in this cold World where n-ggas shun virgins
and praise hoes
as days go by shawty 19 years old
no clothes for her baby yet she stay so fly
tell me why mamma do you cry
is it cause you know my teacher be feeding me lies
is it cause you know that Preacher is greedy inside
cause racism is alive I see the disguise
mamma I know it hurts
it hurts me to watch you go to work barely hanging on
some rich man getting richer while you slaving for him
so whats the options for him
a young n-gga from the hood without a pops at home
surrounded by no good
and soon no good becomes so good quick
a little drug money got him feeling so hood rich
killing your hood with the same sh-t Ronald Reagon filled up your hood with
and it’s still in your hood sh-t
I’m feeling no good mamma
I’m sick of my soul
is there a better life for us I just sit and I hope
I just hope and I pray
it’ll change one day I’ll make a change one way
and mamma I can fly you out this cold World
this cold life, it’s all wrong
there’s no right
its hard to see the good when there’s no light
just grrab onto me, trust me hold tight!

[Chorus]