Lyrics:
just step on they feet
So now I'm goin' two by two
For my niggas and for all my fans
And all them niggas claim they shook my hand
They wasn't sayin'
was by the trigger
Bigger than your ego
Isi-ego backing off this prodigal son
Know that, that flat nyash you spot
Am turnt to fuck on (Fuck)
After my
your love is a chokehold
Keep me warm no be procold
Carry Jesus for head no be J Cole
Hallelujah eh
Blessings come my way
Light up the world like
hard yea and nothin was given
J. Cole and Kendrick they keep me so lit lit
You fuckin' with a real boss
Yea head up and mask off
yes, YES!)
Ain't nothin on my plate dead
Slaw Cole like J, man
Spinach leaves, I ate that
And now I'm full of green
Like a paycheck
That green smoothie
groupie o's
Aint a flow unless it's cold
Imma j without the Cole
Often times thats how it goes
See a thorn I see a rose
I've been poppin off I cannot be
Harlow
Just drop like J-Cole
Turn it off and turn it in
Like it was called the off season
fuck a mic check
Bring em round the underground, pocket full of sound
Ashes to ashes y'all niggaz goin down
Eat shit and die slow, battle ground
gon do
With my (nigga j.t.) the bigga figga, that's my nigga
Representin (frisco, in case you didn't know)
(we blow by like jerry rice
Come back with
Coming out the driveway, started goin fast down the highway, then I cut the breaks off
Knew I'd do it someday, get up off the runway, no plane
nigga
Waitin' for me to give up and stop here, right you wish, nigga
Motherfuckers need to get off my dick, nigga
I was missin' the big picture
Switch
Yeah, I like it when the girls
Stop by in the summer
Do you remember?
Do you remember
When we met, last summer?
New Kids On The Block
Had
of niggas stealing flows and not giving them back
Don't accuse me for stealing I just started to rap
Got my foundation from J. Cole, and I thank him for that
catch me by surprise
Keepin it real and holdin it down the attributes shared amongst my guys
And I don't own a Bentley but off the M I feel like I got
Estés Ritmo de Latinoamérica
The cocaine seats all white
Anything you need, I can get it on sight
I've been goin' hard in the kitchen all night
goin on, on and on and on
On and on and on
Yo I've been treading on this globe man for twenty-five joints
Sometimes shaitan got me by the pressure
America's burnt, it's like toast
Like Jordan, I'm goin' coast to coast
Dribblin' the funk, here comes the nigga with the motherfuckin' monster dunk
Get off
Refined is my mind that's why I'm buildin'
There was a void in New York but now it's filled in
By the Lord J, don't forget the A-M-A
To the R, now say
cheeba, a lil' Margarita
Man them drawls comin' off, when she see the two-seater
So put ya Porsche up, get ya divorce up
I'm sure she'll sign it when
two and a half years
You making stories up to say you from the place we from
The same way that J. Cole explained the slums
You ain't on that dangerous
in it
Got the lobby in it, Tommy in it
The trunk got a body in it
Niggas be like he bodying it
Ziplock full of J's
Closet full of J's walking on my
ride, that's me, he'd die
He the kid with the J's and the Levi's
He'd mind, king and he'd sign
Murder everything and do it by design
He'd fly and he
Feet in the pool
Breakin the rules
Im goin wild
Live in a zoo
If you had a clue
What I am up to
I would be thinkin bout what I should do
But I am not
yo next tape?
Mane shidd aint no tellin bruh
Rs what im sellin bruh
Like J Cole she can't get enough
Aint got fa da funny stuff
Ima yn gettin money
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