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You can't cook good
Know them baller niggas don't care
Care though
Long as you can throw it back in bed though
Bed though you got dreams of being a mama

low-Queen share my game throne
I’m on a pay roll-dream streams like J Cole
Wait for
Everybody wanna save more
Peso, but they sniffin up a c-note
Foul ball, so

every time I see you, you play Drake's old shit
J. Cole shit
Frank Ocean
That's everyday shit
I ain't hating, I just wanna be your favorite

Thought I might be Tommy but turns out I might be Ghost
I had million dollar dreams with some crack pipe hopes yeah
Thought I might be Tommy but

My light is the brightest.....

All the teachers 
think a nigga took notes??
I was in class 
wrote a tape
With a pen and a pad
J.Cole was the yearbook

This, is a brief intermission
Bitch Im feelin like I hit the lotto
Thousand dollar bottles in my section
Couple models
J.Kostello runnin

They can't keep a good man down (yeah)
All these people smile, but they won't me to frown
Gettin' by when I shot 'em nine rounds
They will never

The Crown

Ja Rule

Live!

2010

[Chorus 1 Sizzla] [Ja Ad'Lib]
They can't keep a good man down (yeah)
All these people smile, but they won't me to frown
Gettin' by when I shot 'em

Findi, Gucci, Louis, Prada
Findi, Gucci, Louis, Prada
Credit card scamming finessing like y'all really made them dollars
That's just a hunnid

heavy for the shit they bringing to the table I ain't ready
My two cents worth 100,000 dollars when I talk they see blue strips and the fetty
I wanna fix

Exacerbated by the fact that my syntax
Is highly complicated 'cause I immigrated
From the single greatest little place in the Caribbean
Dominican Republic! I

ain't even satisfied
I'm by the kitchen, hoping I could find the signs
It's kinda hidden, I'm lying here, sitting, thinking
Listening to that J Cole

livin' uptown, I stay by that weed spot
(I ain't neva had nada) I got to upgrade to J's from them Reeboks, brr
(I ain't neva had nada)

My momma worked

drown my demons out
Woke up in a dream
Real life I passed out
Pressure on my head
Tryna press me when I'm dead
If you ain't got no haters
Tell me how you

Yuh, ay
Cold like the flu, nobody sicker
You already knew
No need to be bitter
Yeah, I lose, but I am a winner
Shout-out J. Cole
We're all born

and you know it's finna
Swish Primetime Kobe and you know I'm pulling up
Like I'm J. Cole, man I can't get enough I know the real you, why you acting like

of my dreams
c depressed boy with the girl of my dreams

(Uhh) You make my heart whole
Baby you Melissa you my G.O.M.D J Cole 
My heart was locked up but

everybody
Award shows, winning Grammy's, that is my dream
So please tell me right now, who do you want me to be

J-Doc
Yo
I just wanna write a hit, like that

How Life Changed

Scarface

No Mercy

2010

was so enticed
By niggas like slick money and ice
We figure prison it should come with the light
Along with losin' your life
And there were no way

inspire me while I be cooking it up on the road
Hit a freestyle 80 miles an hour accompanied by 808's and J. Cole

I call it 444, that's that 444
If you

just wanna meet a team
Who follows my dreams
And listen how its becoming real

Keeping loyal
Feeling sober
Finding dollars
In these lord bars

Sentado en

back on track
I been back online
Flowin like water
I feel so divine
Frozen as ice
I feel so sublime
Just like J. Cole
I'm still on my grind
Can't wait

reminds of J. Cole’s album 2014 Forest Hills Drive
He does this same shit too
I guess I, I guess I copied him
Now I see why he did it ‘cause it’s so, it’s

Bailar
Suave Suave
To give her gasolina make them dollars go Katrina
On my Tone Loc I need a Funky Cold Medina
External blacker than J Cole
Internal Hector