Lyrics:
in the hood
So let me slide to the side
On my tippie toes
And thank my G's
Feel the breeze
And walk my girl on the beach
And have a little lunch
friends I don't have anymore
At that J. Cole concert you made me sad as fuck
I even cried a little when you weren't looking
I even wrote down these bars
jobs that are nowhere near stable
I keep fantasizing 'bout being big as J. Cole
Haters roll their eyes, but what the fuck do they know
If they opened up
in my vision imma go getter
Dreamin of some honey in a mansion like im Hugh Haffner
Gonna make it in the major leagues
Standoff getting crossed by
C.J. from the Grove
Get to stepping like Martin cause with that Tommy I'm Cole
You b***h a** n***a Shanaenae
I'm A1 with that A.K.
Told streetz watch
flip they script
(Flip)
J. Cole forgot to say hates a drug and yall are addicts
Yall be bending the truth like you out doing yoga
(Yogi)
If y'all gonna
from J. Cole just didn't sit right
Some of you are poppin but finances need to get right
Honestly I think that some of you should take your chances
Cuz
This music shit is heating up I swear I need a cooling kit
Pray that one day I could land a cole or a Kendrick verse
Make me mad I'll dump the whole clip
children that be looking up
No time to be f*cking up
But daddy and his granny always looking down
Daddy's little girl is more like a woman now
Plus I
a little baby girl, trouble came and shut it down
Things like that ain't supposed to happen
In this quiet town, families are tight
Good people, they
Every time the little girl start to loving, she bring eyesight to the blind
Lord, her daddy must been a millionaire, 'cause I can tell by the way she
the last quarter
killing it last minute, lighting the backboard up. Tuh
Now shut your cake-hole trap
I came motivate motivate like a j-cole track. Wassup
know why these man are
Messing with the team
When not even Rooney would risk it
You'll still see me
I go forward right by 3 3 3
I'm Jamie, don't watch J
'Cause I like to burn her down
Before I light her fuse
Well my little girl
Stays right by my side
Well my cherry bomb
Stays right by her daddy's
the blunt or the wine
'Til then these rhymes, my dominion
You could call it my niche, I reckon these little songs finna put me on a stage okay
My daddy
Two little children, a boy and a girl
Sat by an old church door
The little girl's feet
Were as brown as the curl
That fell on the dress that she
South California
Talk about the desert and the Joshua Tree
And his pretty girl stories
And how he bought an Airstream trailer and a J-45 guitar
Said,
Runaway love (ooh)
Runaway love (ooh)
Runaway love (runaway love)
Now little Lisa is only nine years old
She's tryin' to figure out why the world is
on me
Cheated on Nick
Damn I fell sorry for your little kid
He just wants a daddy that he can play with
Instead of a mom, he was raised by a bitch
Shit,
Rap verse I
Hey girl remember me
I met you backing 93
Even then, I liked your style
And you got a little thicker now
See my name is montelly-yo
From
that
Daddy says stay away from you
Momma's afraid our love is true
And they're scared their little girl won't come back
There ain't nothin' wrong
two or three girls, I'll make em salute
They call me a soldier, talk down and I'll shoot
Yuh, okay I said
Hop in the whip, coupe ain't got no roof
Yuh,
Katy, little lady, and I love her
And you might have heard of daddies who would dote upon their girls
Who get wrapped around their fingers by the tossing
don't know who you are
But I know I'm a lamb
Protected by Islam
Tried to kiss her on a
Pretty little head and she
Dodged me
Like the last piece of bread
I
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