Lyrics:
Yeah, for your eyes only (for your eyes)
For your eyes only, for your eyes only (for your eyes)
For your eyes only
Hey, niggas be dying
a bring in
Now they wanna talk to me nice
Don't do that
They just been mice of men
But you knew that
Roll in the Benz J Cole yeah who that
Roll in the Benz
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
'connais personne
J'sors les dents mais j'ai rien pris perso
Si j'botte c'est sur Ableton
J'garde la sérotonine pour quand le réveil sonne (j'en aurai b
an empty room
Something I would never do
I'm alone again
When I'm by myself
I can be myself
And my life is coming
But I don't know when
You were burning,
Drink Kirschwasser from a shell
San Francisco show and tell
Well I should know by now
That it's just a spasm
Like a Sunday in T.J.
That it's cheap
for tenants
At a steakhouse in Chicago with Cole Bennett
Talkin' friendship, love, and business
It's just so crazy to be young and rich, what kind
demons need to be on vogue
Beautiful Devils steal my soul
Saw the Devil she look like Kiesha Cole
That's just the way it is
Dreams turn into fears, misery
Yuh, ay
Cold like the flu, nobody sicker
You already knew
No need to be bitter
Yeah, I lose, but I am a winner
Shout-out J. Cole
We're all born
degrees in December
That's why the years go by so fast
It seem like yesterday I used to
Sport that pleather MCM member
Tryin' to be a jack boy, me, Mark
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
gotta be hood rich, 'cause I'm tough shit
Yeah, I'm on my V-Lone
No need for a bullet, gonna leave her smile crooked
I ain't talking 'bout J-Cole
Man that
Ouais j'ai grandis dans le 18
Tous les jours prods by Akim, parfois les loops de 8teen
J'ai une ex j'crois qu'elle hate me
Hier, comme d'habitude, je me
I switch
To some fly shit, like some silk suits by Paul Smith
And purchase some kicks by Kenneth Cole
Cop a Hilfiger, or Polo goose, for when it's
of
(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League, J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League)
Ow
Baby, you don't have to try to read my mind
'Cause you know I wanna get it in (ya mean?)
And tell me why
claimin' J just keep calling the heat
Is it an emergency or something you need to talk to me?
J said, "I thought you needed to talk to me
If it's
yeah
Oh my I'm so cold, I keep a Colt, no 45
Before I decided to get cosigned with J cole
I was the one behind these bars
And still did no time i still
be the one)
Let me be the one that's always in your dreams
Let me be the one who be right by your side
Let me be the one, let me be the one
I'm
Yeah, Cole world out in the UK aww yeah
You fucking with the knights of the temple
Mental, how am I successful?
Niggas chose the pen
While I picked
’existe
these hoes these hoes qu’est-ce tu veux j’fasse avec these hoes
ostentatoire 10kilos I’l be smoking on comme gyros
and she knows l’genre de mince quand
a couple baddies by my Side
Several flavor hoes yeah I ain't got No type
We heavy everywhere these niggas Lookin light
Oh dats yo mane she like B. Cole dat
Or like J Cole,or drake? He told me “be who you are”
I’m peeling off in the car I went and bought some new clothes
I want to look like a star so I spent
nigga
Y'all niggas ain't bout shit
Y'all niggas spitting that J cole shit
Nigga ain't fuckin' with that shit nigga
Knock a nigga out punch a nigga, yea
scathan? Do ghnath
J is my happiness, my mirror (?)
A's, a iosa, 'Dhe dhilis, na scar uaim go brath
Ah, and O Jesus of God faithful, don't ever be apart
Discuss these be by j cole Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In