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fools yea I been the shit sense back in school
Way before anyone ever knew what I could do
I'm like that j cole middle child stuck up in between
Think I

flow is better than jeezy, and i know i make this shit look easy
But che cole, hes better than me, but he made 11 tracks
Yeah thats more than 3 times 3

Or is we livin to die
This for anyone who been feelin disdained
Still could walk right out the house one day get slain
By a lost nigga
To tell the truth

this tip shit’ll leave you hollow
Niggas lead with the lead
Hit ya body then soul will follow
I don’t like to preach
And New York Cole
There are role

yeah going for goat
I think I lost my mind where'd it go
Lost that bitch up by oriens belt
Niggas threw shots
But it only some left welts
I don't feel

Why you kick it with them J's
Poppin weak phrases to get laid
Baby I don't play the way I spit game
Add my snap and leave that lame
Why you kick it

Yea
This is for everyone out there who feeling lost
Saturn Boy ay
Look
I know you’re feeling low
I know you’re feeling lost
There’s always room

même qu'hier, cerveau dans le gruyère
I want to keep you, spider in the glue
You don't wanna more blue inspired by the view
J'étoffe, j'étouffe, je

I think I found my lane
I think I found my lane
And it's all from pain
Getting lost in stuff think I found my lane
Think I found my lane
And it's all

've drowned in tequila
With all of my people
We all love the reefer
They follow the leader
They want cocaina
I'm runnin' a fever
Call my mom say Theresa Cole's

sportowe nawyki za basenem leją wódę
Chwilę potem założyłem pierwszą gumę na wiesz co
Napisałem pierwszy numer i poczułem się jak J. Cole
Alimenty dały

throats I'm oh so dope you prolly overdose
Up on these beats I beat yo ass just like yo older bro
I'm not J Cole with clothes so I won't fold no no
I

never-ending game
(Ooh oo oo)
Remember back on the bus when I was bumping J. Cole
Now I'm listening to his beats trying to work out a flow
Writing rhymes in

The difference is when I black
I am him
They are fraudulent
Pull out the stick
Flashlight like Parliment
Shooting for the stars
Drake Kendrick J.Cole
Fuck it all

me know
We gotta move like J Cole and Kendrick Lamar
I want the money not the fame I don’t care bout being a star (I don’t)
I’m really in love with

lost ma Mom I keep hopin she will be back
Prayin to GOD lord i need to survive
I won't need to be the greatest alive
I would rather die a strong niqqa

Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck

a tornado, on my say so
Flow better than J. Cole with no halo
I'm all about my pesos (hrrrrrrr)
S'why I stash thick like Mr. Potato
Soft titties in my hands

a shoota, the show is live, ah yeah
Celebrate this life by giving back, no times like the present
Persistenly living the prize, on purpose I push these

I lost too many fallen soldiers
And we ran all out of tears
I lost my nigga B, I’m praying
Can’t believe that you ain’t here
They told me you was

My name to Jay man
J Cole the prodigy but ain't nobody hot as me
Yelling out Cole World that's
Why I dress properly
Waffles for breakfast just me

be picking our brains out like it's Lobotomy

So I'm not looking for handouts
No hokey pokey will move
Any closer to hangouts
Meeting j Cole in

that you left behind
Love lost? Not even, it keep me refined
I'm aware there's many talents, who want a shot
But there's only 24, on the clock
With that

aren't his, Get over it
Okay, I ain't tryin' to be no Kendrick or J. Cole
I'm just tryin' to leave a market that stays cold
Let me tell you how I've felt