Lyrics:
future both together and apart
It's a bittersweet feeling
I respect em brotherhood, you kno'
6am Cole knows me
I used to get up by an hour later
Adam
any of my needs? (No, you didn't)
But still I stuck by you (yes, I did)
Even when you took me through (yes, I did)
Always respected you (yes, I did)
my pardon, I'm from the state with the garden
I rock it plus you cannot guard him, you might mistake me for Harden
Cole, but I don't be in Martin,
Speak from the heart and they listen
Never shy away from you vision
Those who don't believe in the craft
I tend to keep at a distance
Picture so
sound which is the champion sound
Believe, believe
O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy
Your chick, she so thirsty
I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo
on the chase
When this rappers come Wey them
Dey talk of beef?
Air them when they become fly I’m still the shit
Make I breath! You ok Rapper sensitive like
losses now
Take you on a mental adventure
Mary poppins now
In my city best believe I'm popping out
Like loose bras on broads that saw a nigga grow
just a scum on the side
Huffin' and puffin'
You be frontin' like a Thug in your rhymes
But bro it's nothin', I ain't buggin'
Just rebuttal with mine
heart in it best believe the pressure i'm handling
The D Dot M, born out Ville you know that
Not a saint homie so nobody asking who dat
Born Sinner,
It's a Cole world, so choose wisely
Digging in the dirt is exactly where you'll find me
I've been told a lot that I'm a little too honest
But people
you really care
I miss you more and more and day by day, it's hard to see
Just how you love me so and everything you gave to me
I still believe, I
love.
I believe in babies.
I believe in Mom and Dad.
And I believe in you.
Well, I don't believe that heaven waits,
For only those who congregate.
Caught in them schemes (yeah yeah)
Dubba-AA flex
I don't believe, in what you believe
(yeah yeah, ugh)
That I gotta leave (yeah, ugh, I gotta go)
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
me
But while I live just go to church for me
Nigga get yo hands high
Said Get your muthafuckin hands high
You see we winning by a landslide
Got bad
don't believe in your white Jesus and last suppers
I place value on brothers who never had justice
I am the black savage
Ali and Foreman in Zaire
incandescent
Naah quit, incessant
Penalty score when mi kick, wave di pennant
Dis one bagga drugs, is like dem have uncle in law weh a cheat
Seet? A depressant
make the game better, by bein out there on the floor
So when you ice grill me, instead of breakin your jaw
I think FIREBALLS in your face like a young
Draco
The witness is still in shock (Brrr)
Fluffin' a brick of this yayo
I tilt the pot (Whip)
Tuckin' this fifth, you play with me
You getting shot
years cold turkey, now I'm in my thirties
Getting clubbed by the culture do you really wanna hurt me
Karma chameleon they come and go take control yo
Face
to the movies
They've been dropping out on both sides
We ain't in it, we just ghost ride
The pen is working if you niggas need some ghost lines
I thought you
just because you know
I got it it's because of me that
We're eating right up in this bitch don't
Stretch it by asking for a lawyer
And shit" That's
well on the young
'Cause wisdom in your teens would be a lot less fun
I believe if you just go by the nightly news
Your faith in all mankind would be
and the kids still believe
And I know that they say, "Have a happy holiday" and
Every year, I sincerely try
Oh, but Christmas, it always makes me cry
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