Lyrics:
plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon
"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural
Summer you should visit me at Papa Murphy's
To work off all that pizza you can do some burpees
Covered in my money like it comes out of a shower
Catch me
Stay
With Cole James baby
Can you pull up right now
Oh no yeah
Shawty I'm tryna stay with you
Cole James baby
Oh no
Just tell me what's good, Nah nah
call me Cole
It's Coley to all you new niggas
With TC, that's #TheCrew, nigga
Shoutout to Jr. for letting me borrow this beat
Inspired by K. Lamar, this
her mouf
Keep a taz in pouch
Bad lil joint keep a jay mouf
Wear her J's out da house
Hit da stage in hour
Raise up north
Took the scamming down souf
[Verse 4:]
Watchin Out For Goldiggers Like Kanye
But I Will Play Beyonce,Or Ashantay,
Maybe Kieshia Cole,Said She Should've Cheated If She Eva Come My
some thots
I look Cole in the face like
cyy bro you fucked up?
Yea, but fuck it I'm straight
I'm sipping lean out the chalice but clearly I manage
Yea
shit from Louis Vuitton
I always wanna be a black rapper, a black rapper
Call me by the black beat beat beat
I wanna be like Jay-Z
Like Kanye like J Cole
the spinning spokes
Now you sending folks
Spraying the dirty work Black Boy like you Kenneth Cole
I was raised by men
We finish goals
Scared to break
a dog, call me a blood hound
Throwin' blood in the air, leave blood on the ground
Niggas'll trade they soul to be Drake or J. Cole
Live and die for this
action and patience
Feels like I'm lifting off inside of a spaceship
I might put out a whole body of work
I might put her whole body to work
Slap it a few
enough
How I wanted it to work out
But I feel like J. Cole
I don't think it's gonna work out
Like how we wanted to
I wanted you back, but now I don't know
her mouf
Keep a taz in pouch
Bad lil joint keep a jay mouf
Wear her J's out da house
Hit da stage in hour
Raise up north
Took the scamming down souf
work, hard work
If you scared go to church
Man this rap shit is easy, every beat I get I murk
'Cause I'm a (Hood nigga)
I keep the purp by the pound
a younging baby
back in them days & i've been in some shit
Swiping cards, new pair of j's
Fresh out the dealership
Show him sportsmanship
Tell him good game
defeat it
Who defeat
Start from scratch you already beat
My state so so so real
Ima come out so I keep it still
Yo Da Baby and J Cole came out and I got
But I made it out of Roanoke, and I wanna go back to Roanoke
Wrong time to fall in love, I guess that's too apparent
Apparently I love J. Cole how I
Continue to pave the road for the Kendricks and J Coles
Continue to stake gold
From making the way for Kanye to meetings with Mr. Harry Belafonte
All
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
So don't be fooled by the rocks that I got, they're assets
You get back what you put out
Even if you take the good route
Can't count the hood out
ain't that J Cole's law
(It's actually cabbage my nigga)
Mxa I say what I want (no one really cares)
Then get on my knees and pray for my mom
None
on toes
I'm J. Cole the way I diss niggas
Factual facts factually fictionalizing what niggas say in they raps
I dissected every word that you had said in
bitches like I'm Destiny Brickhouse
I can't tell them bitches nothin', why? Cause she got big mouth
No J. Cole, I told them hoes to work out
Bills paid for,
across seas on glaciers
Four shotguns that got fucked by Geisha
Still gracious, still able to twist out darts
Just grew tougher skin from swimming with
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