Lyrics:
be free
I ain't mad 'cause this world made a cole like me
I forgive her 'cause my mother gave us all she could
Just another black girl lost enslaved by
back by popular demand and shit
Niggaz want the crown but can't handle it
This rap game's getting scandalous
I done lost my best friend in Los Angeles
your phone never lag
She told me that a few a week is not that fucking bad
Multiply by three like J. Cole said that shit get fat
I got thirty people who
on that mouthpiece no rule 35
Tell them Niggaz run that PSR I bet they CSI
I was in da drive when that bitch was ran by the posse
Mama stashing briccs in my
and come BACK, won't nobody know it
Drive by, screamin' it's a new crew reppin'
Hangin out the window, like it's "227"
Get 'em up high!
Get 'em up
money no problems
Smoking marijuana, chilling with my shotta
You don’t gotta ask if you my bro then I got it
Ima star I know it, let me go and show
I woke up on Fox, found myself starring on Cops
Got chased by squad cars and cameras for two blocks
I hate the man, yeah, I ran
To HBO and stole
y'all niggaz
You'll get a gold haircut to the nigga who cuff his hoe the most
This is W-J-I-V-E, oh shit go back shorty
You know what, fuck it next song
Po that cup get faded my nigga
Foreva my Dawgs you know I miss ya
Foreva my niggaz you know I'm riding wit ya
I feel like J Foreva trynna find love
You
4, 3, 2, 1
[redman] hahh [method] hah
[method] yeah [redman] yeahhh
[ll cool j] make it butter
[redman] I'm gonna bankhead bounce!
[ll cool j] no
(J'Von Kalonji Lil' Roc Lonnie be Mindbenda)
Yeah what?
Time for lyrical shanks to your gut
Death to wack MC's
First up is my nigga
[Chorus]
[Keyshia Cole]
See, Mary J. I want you to understand you paved the way (for me)
I'm givin' homage (to you)
hit the stick Lil Pump
Gassing me up J cole vs Lil Pump
She knows I'm the boss
You're fired call me Donald Trump
Fired
Yeah switch up the shit, nah
been getting money, nigga getting the pesos
Hit you with the fire squad, not talking by J. Cole
Independent nigga, never sign to no label
Just trying
'Cause I don't like
Hollywood niggaz who like to act fly
Your flows don't impress me, I ain't gon' lie
You know who the best be, that be I
We can, take
The years is ours, from here on out
Theodore, straight up and down
Word up, introducing next
You know, acknowledge the great
My muthafuckin' man J
so fly
Niggaz throw the deuces ery'time I ride by
Er-ery'body love me, I'm so fly
Niggaz throw the deuces ery'time I ride by
[Verse One]
C'mon me tell
Ge, geah it's the J are O
The whole world love the way I, flow
Puff 'dro but I don't sniff, blow
Alkaholiks make dough oh, no
Now you know you love
go (there he go)
Yeah, that's him, paid an arm and a limb for him
'Cause they know the hoes jump out the gym for him (go)
Gucci Mane and J. Cole
[Kriminul]
For real hip hop niggaz..
J.I.G. Mastas..
For days on I hear the same song sayin' nothin new
I'm in the cunt gettin' my blaze
like loves a toss
A bit of false emotion
I believe in attachments
I don't get lost in closing
Chapters written by the author Malcolm J
A - M - A-L,
Juicy J (Big Gipp)-
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Three 6 Mafia (Here it is)
Know what I'm sayin'
Goodie Mob (Triple Six Mafia)
ATL (Big Gipp)
M-town
The m-1, close-casin' em
Defacin em like county property
He'd die for me
Spittin' on your whole image, I rob you and make a mockery
Yo ya see that party by
over piranha, death over dishonor
They killin niggas for J's, that's death over designer
Hey Cole heatin' up like that left-over lasagna
Remember when I
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