First things first rest in peace Uncle Phil

For real, you the only father that I ever knew

I get my bitch pregnant I'ma be a better you

Prophecies that I made way back in the Ville

Fulfilled, listen even back when we was broke my team ill

Martin Luther King would have been on Dreamville

Talk to a nigga

One time for my LA sisters

One time for my LA hoes

Lame niggas can't tell the difference

One time for a nigga who knows

Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved

Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved

Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved

Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved

No role models and I'm here right now

No role models to speak of

Searchin' through my memory, my memory

I couldn't find one

Last night I was gettin' my feet rubbed

By the baddest bitch, not Trina, but I swear to God

This bitch will make you call your girl up and tell her, "Hey, what's good?

Sorry I'm never comin' home I'ma stay for good

Then hang the phone up, and proceed to lay the wood

I came fast like 9-1-1 in white neighborhoods

Ain't got no shame 'bout it

She think I'm spoiled and I'm rich 'cause I can have any bitch

I got defensive and said "Nah, I was the same without it"

But then I thought back, back to a better me

Before I was a B-list celebrity

Before I started callin' bitches, "bitches" so heavily

Back when you could get a platinum plaque without no melody

You wasn't sweatin' me

One time for my LA sisters

One time for my LA hoes

Lame niggas can't tell the difference

One time for a nigga who knows

Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved

Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved

Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved

Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved

I want a real love, dark skinned and Aunt Viv love

That Jada and that Will love

That leave a toothbrush at your crib love

And you ain't gotta wonder whether that's your kid love

Nigga I don't want no bitch from reality shows

Out of touch with reality hoes

Out in Hollywood bringin' back 5 or 6 hoes

Fuck 'em then we kick em' to the door

Nigga you know how it go

She deserved that, she a bird, it's a bird trap

You think if I didn't rap she would flirt back?

Takin' off her skirt, let her wear my shirt before she leave

I'ma need my shirt back

Nigga you know how it go

One time for my LA sisters

One time for my LA hoes

Lame niggas can't tell the difference

One time for a nigga who knows

Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved

Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved

Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved

Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved

There's an old saying in Tennessee, I know it's in Texas

Probably in Tennessee, that says

Fool me once, shame on Shame on you

Fool me, we can't get fooled again

Fool me one time shame on you

Fool me twice, can't put the blame on you

Fool me three times, fuck the peace signs

Load the chopper, let it rain on you

Fool me one time shame on you

Fool me twice, can't put the blame on you

Fool me three times, fuck the peace signs

Load the chopper, let it rain on you

My only regret was too young for Lisa Bonet

My only regret was too young for Nia Long

Now all I'm left with is hoes from reality shows

Hand her a script the bitch probably couldn't read along

My only regret was too young for Sade Adu

My only regret could never take Aaliyah home

Now all I'm left with is hoes up in Greystone

With the stale face cause they know it's they song

She shallow but the pussy deep (she shallow, she shallow)

She shallow but the pussy deep (she shallow, she shallow)

She shallow but the pussy deep (she shallow, she shallow)

She shallow but the pussy deep (she shallow, she shallow)

Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved

Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved

Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved

Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved

Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved

Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved

Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved

Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved

You good, T-Minus?

Niggas been countin' me out

I'm countin' my bullets, I'm loadin' my clips

I'm writin' down names, I'm makin' a list

I'm checkin' it twice and I'm gettin' 'em hit

The real ones been dyin', the fake ones is lit

The game is off balance, I'm back on my shit

The Bentley is dirty, my sneakers is dirty

But that's how I like it, you all on my dick

I'm all in my bag, this hard as it get

I do not snort powder, I might take a sip

I might hit the blunt, but I'm liable to trip

I ain't poppin' no pill, but you do as you wish

I roll with some fiends, I love 'em to death

I got a few mil' but not all of them rich

What good is the bread if my niggas is broke?

What good is first class if my niggas can't sit?

That's my next mission, that's why I can't quit

Just like LeBron, get my niggas more chips

Just put the Rollie right back on my wrist

This watch came from Drizzy, he gave me a gift

Back when the rap game was prayin' I'd diss

They act like two legends cannot coexist

But I'd never beef with a nigga for nothin'

If I smoke a rapper, it's gon' be legit

It won't be for clout, it won't be for fame

It won't be 'cause my shit ain't sellin' the same

It won't be to sell you my latest lil' sneakers

It won't be 'cause some nigga slid in my lane

Everything grows, it's destined to change

I love you lil' niggas, I'm glad that you came

I hope that you scrape every dollar you can

I hope you know money won't erase the pain

To the OGs, I'm thankin' you now

Was watchin' you when you was pavin' the ground

I copied your cadence, I mirrored your style

I studied the greats, I'm the greatest right now

Fuck if you feel me, you ain't got a choice

Now I ain't do no promo, still made all that noise

This shit gon' be different, I set my intentions

I promise to slap all that hate out your voice

Niggas been countin' me out

I'm countin' my bullets, I'm loadin' my clips

I'm writin' down names, I'm makin' a list

I'm checkin' it twice and I'm gettin' 'em hit

The real ones been dyin', the fake ones is lit

The game is off balance, I'm back on my shit

The Bentley is dirty, my sneakers is dirty

But that's how I like it, you all on my dick

I just poured somethin' in my cup

I've been wantin' somethin' I can feel

Promise I am never lettin' up

Money in your palm don't make you real

Foot is on they neck, I got 'em stuck

I'ma give 'em somethin' they can feel

If it ain't 'bout the squad, don't give a fuck

Pistol in your hand don't make you real

I'm dead in the middle of two generations

I'm little bro and big bro all at once

Just left the lab with young 21 Savage

I'm 'bout to go and meet Jigga for lunch

Had a long talk with the young nigga Kodak

Reminded me of young niggas from 'Ville

Straight out the projects, no fakin', just honest

I wish that he had more guidance, for real

Too many niggas in cycle of jail

Spending they birthdays inside of a cell

We coming from a long bloodline of trauma

We raised by our mamas, Lord we gotta heal

We hurting our sisters, the babies as well

We killing our brothers, they poisoned the well

Distorted self image, we set up to fail

I'ma make sure that the real gon' prevail, nigga

I just poured somethin' in my cup

I've been wantin' somethin' I can feel

Promise I am never lettin' up

Money in your palm don't make you real

Foot is on they neck, I got 'em stuck

I'ma give 'em somethin' they can feel

If it ain't 'bout the squad, don't give a fuck

Pistol in your hand don't make you real

Money in your palm don't make you real

Pistol in your hand don't make you real

Money in your palm don't make you real

Cole

Cole world

Yeah

Let me take y'all back man

As I do so well

Wasn't nothin' like that

Man, it wasn't nothin' like that first time

She was in my math class

Long hair, brown skin with the fat ass

Sat beside me, used to laugh at mad jokes

The teacher always got mad so we passed notes

It started off so innocent

She had a vibe and a nigga started diggin' it

I was a youngin' straight crushin' tryna play this shit cool

But a nigga couldn't wait to get to school

Cause when I seen 'em thighs on her and them hips on her and them lips on her

Got me daydreaming, man what

I'm thinkin' how she ride on it, if she sits on it, if she licks on it

It make it hard for me to stand up

As time goes by, attractions getting deeper

Wet dreaming thinkin' that I'm smashin' but I'm sleepin'

I want it bad, and I ain't never been obsessed before

She wrote a note that said "have you ever had sex before"

Damn

And I ain't never did this before no

And I ain't never did this before no

And I ain't never did this before no

And I ain't never did this before no

And I ain't never did this before no

I ain't never did this before no

And I ain't never did this before no

And I ain't never did this before no

I wrote back and said "of course I had sex before"

Knowing I was frontin'

I said I was like a pro baby

Knowing I was stuntin'

But if I told the truth I knew I'd get played out son

Hadn't been in pussy since the day I came out one

But, she don't know what

So she done roll back and told me

Oh you a pro homie? Well I want you to show me My mama gone for the weekend So Saturday baby we can get to freakin'

That's when my heart start racing and my body start sweatin'

Baby you done woke my lil' man up

I'm thinkin' how that body look naked when playing on the bed

Teacher please don't make me stand up

I wrote back like "Yeah baby sound like a plan"

Still trying to play it cool, sound like the man

But I was scared to death my nigga, my stomach turned

Talking damn shit knowing damn well I was a virgin

Fuck

And I ain't never did this before no

And I ain't never did this before no

And I ain't never did this before no

And I ain't never did this before no

And I ain't never did this before no

I ain't never did this before no

And I ain't never did this before no

And I ain't never did this before no

You know that feelin' when you you finna bone for the first time

I'm hoping that she won't notice it's my first time

I'm hoping that my shit is big enough to fuck with

And most of all I'm praying God don't let me bust quick

I'm watching pornos tryin' see just how to stroke right

Practice putting condoms on, how it go right

I'm in a crib now a nigga palm sweatin'

With a pocket full of rubbers and an erection

That's when my hands start touching and her face start blushing

And a nigga roll over on top

And then she get my pants unbuckled and her hands start rubbing

On me, ooh girl don't stop

It's time for action

Pull out the condoms real smooth, yeah just how I practice

But right before I put it in, she flinched and grabbed it and said

I wanna get something off my mental I can tell you a pro, but baby be gentle

Cause

Cause I ain't never did this before no

And I ain't never did this before no

And I ain't never did this before no

And I ain't never did this before no

And I ain't never did this before no

I ain't never did this before no

And I ain't never did this before no

And I ain't never did this before no

I'm drivin', nigga as soon as I get the text we all in the car like,

Ahh, yeah nigga, we out here nigga, yeah nigga!

So we goin' crazy, we goin' crazy as fuck, we like super excited

Dog, ten seconds later, all I see in the back and hear is "woop woop, "

Blue lights right behind me, the fuckin' undercover car, of all things

So I'm like fuck. I knew right away what it was

Dawg, for the, for two and a half maybe three years before that, in New York,

I was drivin' dirty, my license was no good

Dawg, how 'bout the moment I found out I was gon' get the deal

A fuckin' cop got behind me and I already knew what it was

I handled it so like, I handled it the best way you could ever go to jail like I went to jail knowin',

Bitch like, ah know what I'm sayin'?

I'm in there dog, spendin' the night in jail realizin', like, these niggas have no clue,

Bitch I'm 'bout to sign this shit

That was the easiest night in jail a nigga could ever do, son

Oh right, oh

Oh why na-da-da-da

I keep my head high

I got my wings to carry me

I don't know freedom

I want my dreams to rescue me

I keep my faith strong

I ask the Lord to follow me

I've been unfaithful

I don't know why you call on me

This is my canvas

I'ma paint it how I want it baby, oh I

This is my canvas

I'ma paint it, paint it, paint it, how I want it nigga

Fuck you 'cause there

There is no right or wrong

Only a song

I like to write alone

Be in my zone

Think back to Forest Hills, no perfect home

But the only thing like home I've ever known

Until they snatched it from my mama

And foreclosed her on the loan

I'm so sorry that I left you there to deal with that alone

I was up in New York City chasin' panties, gettin' dome

Had no clue what you was goin' through

How could you be so strong?

And how could I be so selfish, I know I can be so selfish

I could tell by how I treat you with my girl

Damn she so selfless, but she put up with my way

Because she loves me like you do

And though it do not always show

I love her just like I love you

And I need to treat you better

Wish you could live forever

So we could spend more time together

I love you mama

I keep my head high

I got my wings to carry me

I don't know freedom

I want my dreams to rescue me

I keep my faith strong

I ask the Lord to follow me

I've been unfaithful

I don't know why you call on me

Apparently, you believe in me

You believe in me

Apparently, you believe in me

And I thank you for it, oh, I

Another day another rhyme hoe

Another day another time zone

Today I woke up feelin' horny so it's only right

I got two bitches playin' on my trumbone

Keep up, never sure where the words would take me

Niggas eat 'em up, and regurgitate me

Shit jumped tight never slurred or lazy

Give a virgin the urge to rape me

Nigga please

Best friends really make great for enemies

My watch came niggas can't wait for one of these

I see you nigga, this ain't no Rolex, it's a AP nigga

I'm hot, dog, catch up to me nigga

Uh, couldn't resist

Aimed for the stars and I shouldn't have missed

But I was ridin' on fumes so I stopped by the moon

Now I'm sittin' on the hood of this bitch

Like thanks for the view

Waitin' on thanks from a few 'cause without me you wouldn't exist

You know that shit gave you the blueprint don't forget

Cole is your phone on zero percent

Going off, now niggas showin' off

Niggas swear they hard but they flowin' soft

I'm taking off like boing on a big ass Boeing

Gettin' head like a coin toss

Too easy

I keep my head high

I got my wings to carry me

I don't know freedom

I want my dreams to rescue me

I keep my faith strong

I ask the Lord to follow me

I've been unfaithful

I don't know why you call on me

Apparently, you believe in me

You believe in me

Apparently, you believe in me

And I thank you for it, oh, I

Hollywood Cole

Go

Ay Hollywood

Hollywood Cole

Go

You wanna know just where I'm at

Well let me tell you 'bout it

I put my city on the map

But let me tell you 'bout it

They tryna say I can't come back

Ay let me tell you 'bout it

Man fuck them nigga I come back

Ay let me tell you 'bout it

I wanna tell you 'bout it

Hands up, everybody run

Cole outside and he say he got a gun

Niggas like "man that's what everybody say"

Go and pop the trunk and everybody dead

Everybody scared of the nigga

Aware that the nigga is better

All my bitches the pick of the litter

Never bitter

Niggas is faker than anime

Me I never hate, get cake like Anna Mae, woah

Eat the cake bitch, eat the damn cake

Fuck good nigga we demand great

Order Dominoes and she take off all her clothes

Nigga you know how it goes, make the pizza man wait

The best kept secret

Even hoes try and keep it and I leak the damn tape

Rest in peace any nigga want beef

Even secret service couldn't keep the man safe

I said to the window, to the wall

My nigga ride when I call

Got bitches all in my mind

Fuck nigga blocking my shine

I know the reason you feel the way

I know just who you wan' be

So everyday I thank the man upstairs

That I ain't you and you ain't me

Get off my dick, woah

(Get the fuck off my dick)

Get off my dick, woah

(Get the fuck off my dick nigga)

Get off my dick, bitch, woah

(Get the fuck off my dick)

Get off my dick, woah

Man fuck them niggas I come home and I don't tell nobody

They gettin' temporary dough and I don't tell nobody

Lord will you tell me if I changed, I won't tell nobody

I wanna go back to Jermaine, and I won't tell nobody

This is the part that the thugs skip

Young nigga never had love

You know, foot massage, back rub shit

Blowing bubbles in the bathtub shit

That is until I met you

Together we done watch years go by

Seen a river of your tears go by

Got me thinkin' bout some kids, still I

Tell them hoes come through

(The break up)

Get to know somebody and you learn a lot about 'em

When we long for you, start to doubt 'em

Tell yourself you better off without 'em

Then in time you will find can't walk without 'em

Can't talk without 'em, can't breath without 'em

Came here together, you can't leave without 'em

So you walk back in, make a scene about 'em

On your Amerie it's just 1 thing about 'em

It's called love

Niggas don't sing about it no more

Don't nobody sing about it no more

No more, no more

It's called love

Niggas don't sing about it no more

Don't nobody sing about it no more

(Nigga I don't sing about this shit no more)

But there a nigga in the club singing

To the window, to the wall

My nigga ride when I call

Got bitches all in my mind

Fuck nigga blocking my shine

I know the reason you feel the way

I know just who you wan' be

So everyday I thank the man upstairs

That I ain't you and you ain't me

Get off my dick

But ain't a nigga in the club singing

Singing this song yeah

Got all the bitches in the club singing

Singing this song yeah

And all they mamas let their kids sing it

Sing this song yeah

The baby mamas and the mistresses

Singing this song yeah

Song yeah, song song yeah

The make up

This shit is retarded

Why every rich black nigga gotta be famous

Why every broke black nigga gotta be brainless

That's a stereotype

Driven by some people up in Ariel Heights

Here's a scenario

Young Cole pockets is fat like little Terrio

Dreamville, give us a year we'll be on every show

Yeah fuck nigga I'm very sure

Fuck the rest I'm the best nigga out

When I'm back home I'm the best in the South

When I'm in LA I'm the best in the West

You can test, you can test, I'mma stretch niggas out

Ooh I'mma stretch niggas out

That go for all y'all if I left niggas out

This shit for everybody on my testicle

Please make sure you put the rest in your mouth, ho

Are you doin' this work to facilitate growth or to become famous?

Which is more important?

Getting or letting go?

You can do anything, anything you can do (You can do anything)

You can do anything, anything you can do (You can do anything)

Everything come back around full circle

Why do lies sound pleasant but the truth hurtful?

Everybody gotta cry once in a while

But how long will it take 'fore you smile?

This is that come back to life shit

My niggas pick me up and we gon' light the city up

As if the sun had the night shift

And paint the town red

For my nigga found dead too soon (Bitch, I'm back out-)

Yeah

To the left of that decimal, I need seven figures to play the joint

Turn up your decibels, peep how I decimate a joint

Check out my projects like them workers that Section 8 appoints

And you'll see how I flipped, like exclamation points

My niggas shoot first as if they never played the point, more two guards

Enough straps to fill four U-Hauls

More death than World War II caused

Around these parts, we pour the brown just to drown these thoughts

Of black corpses in county morgues, Lord, those images hauntin'

I ain't been asleep yet, it's ten in the mornin'

I'm sendin' a warnin', a problem with me is like the BET Hip-Hop Awards

I'm startin' to see you niggas don't want it

I'm sick of this flauntin', from niggas I know for sho' ain't got mo' dough than Cole

Trash rappers, ass backwards, tryna go toe to toe

We laugh at ya, staff strapped up on top the totem pole, to blast at ya

Bass masters, look how they tote a pole

Gotta know the ropes and the protocol

Or they gon' for sho blow your clothes half off like a promo code

Made a lil' tune called "Foldin Clothes", and a nigga still ain't known to fold under pressure

Well, you know what Cole do, make a diamond, they just rhymin'

Me, I'm quotin' gold

One phone call get you canceled like a homophobe

In this PC culture, address me as the G.O.A.T.

Like they call Chief Keef Sosa, in my sectional like a fuckin' three piece sofa

I'm known as the chosen one

Another dead body lay frozen, that's how it go sometimes

When niggas weighin' coke and not the pros and cons

Well, I ain't with that sleepin' underground like a gopher, so I go for mines

Everything come back around full circle

Why do lies sound pleasant but the truth hurtful (Yeah)

Everybody gotta cry once in a while

But how long will it take 'fore you smile?

This is that come back to life shit

My niggas pick me up and we gon' light the city up

As if the sun had the night shift

And paint the town red for my nigga found dead too soon

Now I know why they call it blue moon (Yeah)

Survival at all costs, everyday niggas get logged off

Bodies get hauled off

Passin' a funeral procession while holdin' my breath in the car, I thought

At times, it be feelin' the devil be winnin' but do that mean God lost?

Just got off the phone with my nigga, he back in the kennel, my dog lost

I brought him 'round close to me before but he

Became addicted to clout and all the hoes we'd meet

I slowly peeped jealousy on his breath, whenever he spoke to me

Like on the low, he feelin' like in my shoes is where he supposed to be

I tried to ignore the signs, but there in the back of my mind, it felt

Like lettin' a nigga come sleep on your couch and he eatin' up all yo' groceries

My nigga repeated this quote to me, I felt its potency

Said, "Most of these niggas gon' hang themselves, just give 'em the rope and see"

Shit, I heeded that, and what got showed to me

Was screamin' that, some niggas you gotta leave 'em back

Unfortunately we seen the trap

Niggas be on that demon clock resultantly

They fiend to clap as often as the Genius app misquotin' me, uh

Meanwhile, I see that yo' diamonds is glistenin'

I'm glad that you shinin' but need I remind you my niggas is dimin' and nickelin'?

Scrapin' up whatever coin they can find, the pettiest crime they committin' it

Just to get by for a limited time, the steepest of mountains they tryna climb

I'm here tryna find the derivative

You niggas don't feel me, you see the clout

You don't see the real me

If I was sick, you niggas wouldn't heal me

That's why I'm healin' myself, gettin' in tune with my God

Slowly revealin' myself, buildin' my wealth

A nigga touch mine, I'ma kill 'em myself, trust me

Everything come back around full circle

Why do lies sound pleasant but the truth hurtful?

Everybody gotta cry once in a while

But how long will it take 'fore you smile?

This is that come back to life shit

My niggas pick me up and we gon' light the city up

As if the sun had the night shift

And paint the town red for my nigga found dead too soon

Now I know why they call it blue moon (Yeah)

Bitch, I'm back outside, nigga

I'm back outside

I'm back outside

Bitch, I'm back outside

Everybody mentions suicide prevention

Man, they even made a hotline

To call up when there's tension

But I got a question

What about a fuckin' homicide?

Need a number for my niggas to call

Whenever there's a urge to get triggers involved

Need a number for my niggas to call

Whenever there's a urge to get triggers involved

[Intro: J. Cole & Amber Coffman (Sampled)]

She knows

She knows, ayy

Bad things happen to the people you love

And you find yourself praying up to heaven above

But honestly, I've never had much sympathy

Cause those bad things, I always saw them coming for me

I'm gonna run, run away (Oh, I), run run away, run away (Oh, I-I-I)

Run away and never come back (Well, all right)

Run run away, run run away (Oh, I), run away (Oh, I-I-I)

Show 'em that your color is black (Well, all right)

[Verse 1: J. Cole]

Damned if I do, damned if I don't

You know I got a girl back home

You got a man what you want, what you want?

What these bitches want from a nigga?

On some DMX shit, huh

I know them other niggas love tricking

On some BMX shit, but not me

Now I'm sure you done heard about me

A black star, Mos Def, Kweli

Good so them bad hoes try me, they try me

This is Martin Luther King in the club, getting dubs

With a bad bitch in his ear, sayin' that she down for whatever

In the back of his mind is Coretta

[Chorus: J. Cole]

And she knows, she knows

And I know she knows, and I know she knows

And deep down, she knows, she knows

And I know she knows, and I know she knows

[Refrain: J. Cole with Amber Coffman]

Well, all right, oh, I, oh, I-I-I

I can't be what you want from me, well, all right

Oh, I, oh, I-I-I

I can't be what you want from me, well, all right

[Verse 2: J. Cole]

Damned if I do, shit, damned if I don't

I'm passing up on bad hoes

Trying to be the man that she want, what she want?

What she—What she want from a nigga?

To put a ring on it

Got a bitch on my dick right now

And she just want to sing on it

Got me up so high, try and get a piece of that apple pie

I be up so high, try and get a piece of that apple pie

Dancehall vibes with my pants on fire

Cause I told her I was sleep

Cause I creep with this pretty young thing that I chose

She could be doing the same thing, I suppose

[Chorus: J. Cole]

And she knows, she knows

And I know she knows, and I know she knows

And deep down, she knows, she knows

And I know she knows, and I know she knows

[Refrain: J. Cole with Amber Coffman]

Well, all right, oh, I, oh, I-I-I

I can't be what you want from me, well, all right

Oh, I, oh, I-I-I

I can't be what you want from me, well, all right

[Bridge 1: J. Cole]

Niggas say, "Turn up," hoes say, "Turn up"

Only bad thing 'bout a star is they burn up

Niggas say, "Turn up," hoes say, "Turn up"

Only bad thing 'bout a star is they burn up

Rest in peace to Aaliyah

Rest in peace to Left Eye (Left Eye)

Michael Jackson, I'll see ya

Just as soon as I die (I die)

[Bridge 2: J. Cole]

Got me up so high, try and get a piece of that apple pie, uh

I be up so high, try and get a piece of that apple pie

Got me up so high, try and get a piece of that apple pie, uh

I be up so high, try and get a piece of that apple pie

[Refrain: J. Cole with Amber Coffman]

Well, all right, oh, I, oh, I-I-I

I can't be what you want from me, well, all right

Oh, I, oh, I-I-I

I can't be what you want from me, well, all right

[Outro: Amber Coffman (Sampled)]

Run away, run away— Back

Run away, run away— Back

Run away, run away— Back

Run away, run away— Back

Got me up all night

All I'm singin' is love songs

She got me up all night

Constant drinkin' and love songs

She got me up all night

Down and out with these love songs

She got me up all night

Drownin' out with these love songs

She got me up all night (Yeah)

All I'm singin' is love songs

She got me up all night (Yeah)

Constant drinkin' and love songs

She got me up all night (Yeah)

Down and out with these love songs

She got me open all night (Uh-huh)

Got me open all night, hey

Okay, back when I was sleeping in my mama crib

Or even back when I was up there in Mohammed crib

Paying seventeen hundred for the rent, money well-spent

No heater, but a nigga made heat, may I vent

Had a thing for ya, even wrote the song "Dreams" for ya

Cause I had dreams for ya, thoughts of a ring for ya

Childish shit, you know child and shit

Anonymous flowers sent, you know coward shit

Now a nigga signed to Hov, took a power trip

Back home, I'm grown now, and the city's my throne now, huh

The same clubs that I used to get tossed out

Life got Kriss Krossed, totally crossed out

Cause now I'm in this bitch and I'm totally bossed out

Old chicks crying 'cause they know that they lost out

But I'm still on you, I'm still on you

My drink spill on me, while I fill on you, I'm sayin'

Would you believe me if I said I'm in love?

Baby, I want you to want me

Would you believe me if I said I'm in love?

Baby, I want ya

And we are, we are, we are

Got me up all night

And we are, we are, we are

All I'm singin' is love songs

And we are, we are, we are

Got me up all night

And we are, we are, we are (She got me)

And we are, we are, we are (She got me)

Well, this has got to be the longest crush ever

If I ever get to fuck, it'd be the longest bust ever

Love is a drug, like the strongest stuff ever and

Fuck it, I'm on one, you feel me?

She on a power trip, she got me where she want a nigga

Wife'ing in the club, man, my homies gon' disown a nigga

Like, give me 20 dollars, dollars

Ass stupid, how you get to college, college?

I'm in your city and I'm wonderin' if you're home now

Went and found a man, but I'm hopin' you're alone now

Can't help but feeling like I dropped the ball, cliché

I used to pop up on you at the mall each day

Now, typically I kick game, like East Bay

But you got a nigga freeze-framed yelling, please play

For Pete's sake, homie, pull it together

Just fuck her one time and be through with forever, but

Would you believe me if I said I'm in love?

Baby, I want you to want me

Would you believe me if I said I'm in love?

Baby, I want ya, yeah

And we are, we are, we are

Got me up all night

And we are, we are, we are

All I'm singin' is love songs

And we are, we are, we are

Got me up all night

And we are, we are, we are (She got me)

And we are, we are, we are (She got me)

Got me up all night (All night)

All I'm singin' is love songs

She got me up all night (All night)

Constant drinkin' and love songs

She got me up all night (All night)

Down and out with these love songs

She got me up all night (All night)

Drownin' out with these love songs

She got me up all night (Yeah)

All I'm singin' is love songs

She got me up all night (Yeah)

Constant drinkin' and love songs

She got me up all night (Yeah)

Down and out with these love songs

She got me open all night (Uh-huh)

Got me open all night, hey

Back when I was sleeping in my mama crib

Since a youngin' always dreamed of gettin' rich

Look at me my nigga

Fantasize about a white picket fence

With some trees my nigga

Used to want a pathfinder with some tints

Thats all I need my nigga

Throw some 20's on that bitch and get it wrenched

But now I see my nigga

That the worlds a lot bigger ever since

Picked up the paper and they say my nigga Eddie caught a body, I'm convinced

Anybody is a killer, all you gotta do is push 'em to the limps

Fuck being timid in the Civic

Politicin' with the pushers and the pimps

I'm tryna write a story, can I get a glimpse?

Yeah can I get a glimpse?

Last night I had a bad dream

That I was trapped in this city

Then I asked is that really such a bad thing?

They robbin' niggas on the daily

Keep on blamin' nigga that ain't never had things

Guess not, last night they pulled up on my nigga at the light like

Uh, nice watch, run it

Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it

Small town nigga Hollywood dreams

I know that everything that glitters ain't gold

I know the shits not always good as it seems

But tell me till you get it how could you know

How could you know? How could you know?

Listen up I'm about to go and get rich

Fuck with me my nigga

We gonna slug around the Ville and hit a lick

Cop some tree my nigga

And some powder, bag it up and make it flip

You gon' see my nigga

One day we gon' graduate and cop a brick

And that's the key my nigga

And listen up I'm bout to go and get rich

Stand back and watch if you want to nigga

Me I want my pockets fat about a bitch

Tired of seein' niggas flaunt, I wanna flaunt too nigga

Watch some rollers in the fuckin' Crown Vic

Tryna lock a nigga up, that's what they won't do nigga

Wanna know a funny thing about this shit?

Even if you let em' kill your dream it'll haunt you nigga

Last night I had a bad dream

That I was trapped in this city

Then I asked is that really such a bad thing?I

I look around like do you want to be another nigga

That ain't never had things

Guess not, last night we pulled up on my nigga at the light like

Uh, nice watch, run it

Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it

Father forgive me for me, childish ways

I look outside and all the clouds are gray

I need your hands to take me, miles away

Your wish is my command, my command, my command, but

Before you go I've got to, want you now

Whatever goes up surely, must come down

And you get your piece but no peace, won't be found

So why just take me man, take me man, take me man

Your wish is my command, my command, my command

Will I fall? Will I fly?

Heal my soul

Fulfill my high

Cross my heart (Count, count count, count it)

And hope to die (Count, count count, count it)

With my slice (Count, count, count, count it)

Of Devil's pie

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

I know that it's difficult

I'm stackin' the paper it's sorta habitual

I blow the residual

And fuckin' yo bitch like its part of my ritual

Pardon the visual

But money, it give me a hard-on it's typical

I want it in physical

A million dollars, I count up in intervals

Without it I'm miserable

Don't wanna fall off so I'm all in my bag

Thankin' God like it's biblical

I know it's gon' solve every problem I have

I balled on the principal

Remember the teachers that was all on my ass

Now look all of them, pitiful

And all of a sudden I'm so good at math

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Can't take it when you die, but you can't live without it

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Can't take it when you die

Uno, dos, tres

Big bills, big bills

I fell in love with big wheels and quick thrills

My niggas running tip drills, can't sit still

Don't give a fuck if it kills, it mix well

I'm only counting

Big bills, big bills

I fell in love with big wheels and quick thrills

My niggas running tip drills, can't sit still

Don't give a fuck if it kills, it mix well

I'm only counting

Uno, dos, tres, cuatro

Proceed with caution

I heard if you chase it only results in

A hole in your heart

Fuck it, I take the whole cake and I won't leave a portion

It's only an organ

Thank God mama couldn't afford the abortion

The loneliest orphan

I flipped my misfortune and grown me a fortune

My Rollie is scorchin'

Them niggas that hated is slowly endorsin'

Now Cole, he important

My niggas beside me like Tommy and Martin

We ball in your court and

Escape with your bitch like we turning your heart in

She don't need no garments

She horny from all the money we countin'

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Can't take it when you die, but you can't live without it

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Can't take it when you die

Uno dos

Will I fall? Will I fly?

Heal my soul

Fulfill my high

Cross my heart

And hope to die

With my slice of Devil's pie

I guess the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope, sellin' dope

Yeah the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope, sellin' dope

Sellin' dope, sellin' dope, sellin' dope

I don't want no picture with the president

I just wanna talk to the man

Speak for the boys in the bando

And my nigga never walkin' again

Apologized if I'm harpin' again

I know these things happen often

But I'm back on the scene

I was lost in a dream as I write this

A teen down in Austin

I been buildin' me a house back home in the south Ma

Won't believe what it's costin'

And it's fit for a king, right?

Or a nigga that could sing

And explain all the pain that it cost him

My sixteen should've came with a coffin

Fuck the fame and the fortune, well, maybe not the fortune

But one thing is for sure though, the fame is exhaustin'

That's why I moved away, I needed privacy

Surrounded by the trees and Ivy League

Students that's recruited highly

Thinkin' you do you and I do me

Crib has got a big 'ol backyard

My niggas stand outside and pass cigars

Filled with marijuana, laughin' hard

Thankful that they friend's a platinum star

In the driveway there's no rapper cars

Just some shit to get from back and forth

Just some shit to get from back and forth

Welcome to the shelter, this is pure

We'll help you if you've felt too insecure

To be the star you always knew you were

Wait, I think police is at the door

Okay, the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope

Hm, I guess the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope sellin' dope

The neighbors think I'm, neighbors think I'm

I think the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope (Don't follow me, don't follow me)

I guess the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope, sellin' dope

Sellin' dope, sellin' dope, sellin' dope

Well motherfucker, I am

Some things you can't escape

Death, taxes, NRA

It's this society that make

Every nigga feel like a candidate

For a Trayvon kinda fate

Even when your crib sit on a lake

Even when your plaques hang on a wall

Even when the president jam your tape

Took a little break just to annotate

How I feel, damn it's late

I can't sleep 'cause I'm paranoid

Black in a white man territory

Cops bust in with the army guns

No evidence of the harm we done

Just a couple neighbors that assume we slang

Only time they see us we be on the news in chains, damn

Don't follow me, don't follow me

Don't follow me, don't follow me

Okay, the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope

I guess the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope sellin' dope

The neighbors think I'm, neighbors think I'm

I think the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope (Don't follow me, don't follow me)

I guess the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope, sellin' dope

Sellin' dope, sellin' dope, sellin' dope

Well motherfucker, I am

I am, I am, I am, I am

Well motherfucker I am

I think the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope

I am, I am, I am

Well motherfucker I am

So much for integration

Don't know what I was thinkin'

I'm movin' back to Southside

So much for integration

Don't know what I was thinkin'

I'm movin' back to Southside

Cole World

(Ahhh) Southside

Can't get enough, can't get enough

(Ahhh) Eastside, Westside, worldwide

(Ahhh) Ride out

Now I ain't got no kids yet, but this right here's for practice

I hate to get the seats in the Benz wet, but that's how good yo' ass is

Make an old man get his glasses, make Wesley pay his taxes

Then follow yo' moves all week on twitter

Prolly make a gay Nigga reconsider

You now rockin' with the best, mayne, dress game down to the sex game

Won't brag, but the boy been blessed, mayne

Let you play with the stick, Ovechkayne

She calling, she texting, she's falling, but lemme explain

Gotta tell your old boyfriend skate, girl, 'cause a nigga don't play them ex games

No! Straight sexing, no handcuff or arresting

And I ain't comin' offa my last name, 'cause I really can't take no stressing

Bout where I done been, who I done hit, your homegirl sayin', "He a bad boy"

But I'm signed to the Roc, no time for the gossip, bitch, put down them tabloids

She said "I heard you got a main chick

A mistress and some hoes

You be up to no good

And everybody knows

My homegirls tried to warn me

They tried to let me know

But what you got, I need a lot

So I can't let you go"

She said

I, can't get enough, can't get enough

(I-Need-That)

I, can't get enough, can't get enough

(I-Need-That)

I can't get enough of what you got Good God, you hit the spot Tried to let go but I just could not So don't you stop, I need that

Hey, Globetrotter, Cole hotter, even way out in London town

Hoes holla 'cause they love my sound, and I got love for the underground

Kweli, Pimp C, H-town where Bun get down

Met a bad bitch that'll cut all night

That'll suck all night, you just cut off lights

Almost missed my flight, tryna get my last little nut, all right?

She be down for whatever, whenever I wanna get up in the guts, all right?

Never fuss or fight, on the grind tryna find this lettuce

I love it when you give me head, I hate it when you give me headaches

She said "I heard you got a main chick

A mistress and some hoes

You be up to no good

And everybody knows

My homegirls tried to warn me

They tried to let me know

But what you got, I need a lot

So I can't let you go"

She said

I, can't get enough, can't get enough

(I-Need-That)

I, can't get enough, can't get enough

(I-Need-That)

I can't get enough of what you got Good God, you hit the spot Tried to let go but I just could not So don't you stop, I need that

Hey, Cole World, baby, ain't nothin' sunny

I see 'em hatin', but it ain't nuttin' to me

I'm from the Ville, where they bang for the money

And carry fo'-fives like change for a twenty

So what I look like scurred?

Them niggas over there look like nerds

Never mind that, girl, let's make a track

I'll beat the pussy up, that's the hook right thurr

That's the hook, right there

That's the hook, right there

Never mind that, girl, let's make a track

I'll beat the pussy up, that's the hook right thurr

She said "I heard you got a main chick

A mistress and some hoes

You be up to no good

And everybody knows

My homegirls tried to warn me

They tried to let me know

But what you got, I need a lot

So I can't let you go"

She said

I, can't get enough, can't get enough

(I-Need-That)

I, can't get enough, can't get enough

(I-Need-That)

I can't get enough of what you got Good God, you hit the spot Tried to let go but I just could not So don't you stop, I need that

(I-Need-That)

(I-Need-That)

(I-Need-That)

(I-Need-That)

(I-Need-That)

(I-Need-That)

Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo

Yo yo yo yo

Uh

Pride is the Devil

Think it got a hold on me

Pride is the Devil

It left so many R.I.P.

Pride is the Devil

Think it got a hold on me

Pride is the Devil, yeah, uh

Terrified, paranoid

I'll put you over everything to fill the void

And when you're gone, will I have anything?

Or will I be destroyed? Uh

Terrified, paranoid

I'll put you over everything to fill the void

And when you're gone, will I have anything?

Or will I be destroyed? Yeah

Bright lights pass me in the city, it's emergency

I'm thankful 'cause I made it past my 30s, no one murdered me

Still remember vividly the n- that pulled a gun on me

I'm petrified, but movin' like I got no sense of urgency

Pride make a n- act way harder than he really be

Pride hide the shame when city cut off all utilities

Pride hide the pain of growing up inhalling poverty

Pride make a n- feel the way that you would follow me

Make a n- flash a thousand like he hit the lottery

Make a baby mama make sh- harder than it gotta be

Make you have to take the b- to court to see your prodigy

Make you have to use your last resort and pull a robbery

Pride be the reason for the family dichotomy

Got uncles and some aunties that's too proud to give apologies

Slowly realizing what the root of all my problems be

It got me feeling different when somebody say they proud of me

Pride is the Devil, uh

I think it got a hold on me

Pride is the Devil, uh

And it left so many R.I.P.

Pride is the Devil

I think it got a hold on me

Pride is the Devil, uh, yeah

Terrified, paranoid

I'll put you over everything to fill the void

And when you're gone, will I have anything?

Or will I be destroyed? Uh

Terrified, paranoid

I'll put you over everything to fill the void

And when you're gone, will I have anything?

Or will I be destroyed? Yeah

Too much money to count, what's the amount?

Check never bounce

I gotta pay a n- to add it up

Then pay somebody to make sure whatever amount he say, he can back it up

Got racks on racks, I'm rackin' up, stackin' up

You're reachin', I'm actin' up

Break it down, weigh it up, now bag it up

Makin' five a month, that's regular

N- playin' with us, that's a negative

Go back to the start, that's never

I'm a boss, my closet leather

Ain't no off-days on my schedule

Long as I live, we live forever

Told my twin this sh- get better

These n- don't slipped, let me get ahead of 'em

Got my feet up, I paid silly bands to have s- on the jet

I don't need 'em, that sh- in the past

I'm feelin' like what's next

Got my speed up, foot all on the gas

This not a C8 'Vette

I can beat 'em, I believe in me

Just tell me what's the bet

All my pride gone, had to lose it all then I got rich

I own five homes, glad some of this sh- startin' to make sense

I'm stayin' hella focused and I can't forget the bigger picture

I can't even hold you, I didn't have sh-, I won't forget it

Will I be destroyed?

Come to me with everything, it's startin' to get annoyin'

I'm addicted to p-, it's crazy, yeah, I know it

All this money comin' in, it drive me crazy not to show it

I'll be crazy if I blow it

Pride is the Devil, uh

I think it got a hold on me

Pride is the Devil, uh

And it left so many R.I.P.

Pride is the Devil

I think it got a hold on me

Pride is the Devil, uh

Huh

Love yours

Huh, love yours

No such thing

No such thing as a life that's better than yours

No such thing as a life that's better than yours (love yours)

No such thing as a life that's better than yours

No such thing, no such thing

Heart beatin' fast, let a nigga know that he alive

Fake niggas, mad snakes

Snakes in the grass let a nigga know that he arrived

Don't be sleepin' on your level

Cause it's beauty in the struggle, nigga (beauty, beauty)

Goes for all y'all

It's beauty in the struggle, nigga (beauty, beauty)

Let me explain, yeah

It's beauty in the struggle, ugliness in the success

Hear my words or listen to my signal of distress

I grew up in the city and know sometimes we had less

Compared to some of my niggas down the block, man, we were blessed

And life can't be no fairytale, no once upon a time

But I be goddamned if a nigga don't be tryin'

So tell me, mama please, why you be drinking all the time?

Does all the pain he brought you still linger in your mind?

Cause pain still lingers on mine

On the road to riches, listen, this is what you'll find

The good news is, nigga, you came a long way

The bad news is, nigga, you went the wrong way

Think being broke was better

No such thing as a life that's better than yours

No such thing as a life that's better than yours (think being broke was better)

No such thing as a life that's better than yours

No such thing, no such thing

(Think being broke was better, yeah)

For what's money without happiness?

Or hard times without the people you love?

Though I'm not sure what's 'bout to happen next

I asked for strength from the Lord up above

Cause I've been strong so far

But I can feel my grip loosening

Quick, do something before you lose it for good

Get it back and use it for good

And touch the people how you did like before

I'm tired of livin' with demons 'cause they always inviting more

Think being broke was better

Now I don't mean that phrase with no disrespect

To all my niggas out there living in debt

Cashing minimal checks

Turn on the TV see a nigga Rolex

And fantasize about a life with no stress

I mean this shit sincerely

And that's a nigga who was once in your shoes

Living with nothin' to lose

I hope one day you hear me

Always gon' be a bigger house somewhere, but nigga feel me

Long as the people in that motherfucker love you dearly

Always gon' be a whip that's better than the one you got

Always gon' be some clothes that's fresher than the one's you rock

Always gon' be a bitch that's badder out there on the tours

But you ain't never gon' be happy 'til you love yours

No such thing as a life that's better than yours (love yours)

No such thing as a life that's better than yours (love yours)

No such thing as a life that's better than yours (love yours)

No such thing, no such thing

Heart beatin' fast, let a nigga know that he alive

Fake niggas, mad snakes

Snakes in the grass let a nigga know that he arrived

Go, go, go

Go, go, go

Go, go, go

Go, go, go

This is what you call a flip

Ten keys from a quarter brick

Bentley from his mama's whip

K.O.D., he hard as shit

This is what you call a flip

Ten keys from a quarter brick

Bentley from his mama's whip

K.O.D., he hard as shit

This is what you call a flip

Ten keys from a quarter brick

Bentley from his mama's whip

K.O.D., he hard as shit

This is what you call a flip

Ten keys from a quarter brick

Bentley from his mama's whip

K.O.D., he hard as shit

Wow, niggas been crampin' my style

Blowin' my high, they want a reply

The number one question is, "How?"

How does it feel now that you on?

How much you worth? How big is your home?

How come you won't get a few features?

I think you should? How 'bout I don't?

How 'bout you just get the fuck off my dick?

How 'bout you listen and never forget?

Only gon' say this one time, then I'm dipped

Niggas ain't worthy to be on my shit

Haven't you heard? I'm as cold as the tip

Tip of the iceberg that tipped the Titanic

No tip-toein' 'round it, my shit is gigantic

It's big as the fuckin' Atlantic, I'm lit, bitch

This is what you call a flip

Ten keys from a quarter brick

Bentley from his mama's whip

K.O.D., he hard as shit

This is what you call a flip

Ten keys from a quarter brick

Bentley from his mama's whip

K.O.D., he hard as shit

This is what you call a flip

Ten keys from a quarter brick

Bentley from his mama's whip

K.O.D., he hard as shit

This is what you call a flip

Ten keys from a quarter brick

Bentley from his mama's whip

K.O.D., he hard as shit

How I grew up, only few would've loved

Member I got my first view of the blood

I'm hangin' out and they shoot up the club

My homie got pharmaceutical plug

I smoke the drug and it run through my vein

I think it's workin' it's numbin' the pain

Don't give a fuck and I'm somewhat insane

Don't give a fuck and I'm somewhat insane

Yeah, at this shit daily, sipped so much Actavis

I convinced Actavis that they should pay me

If practice made perfect, I'm practice's baby

If practice made perfect, I'm practice's baby

Platinum wrist ridin' in back like Miss Daisy

Platinum disc and I own masters, bitch, pay me

Y'all niggas trappin' so lacksiyal daisy

My nigga sell crack like it's back in the '80s

Know a young nigga, he acting'so crazy

He serve a few packs and he jack a Mercedes

He shoot at the police, he clap at old ladies

He don't give a fuck if them crackers gon' hang him

Bitches been askin', "Where have you done lately?"

I stacked a few M's like my last name was Shady

My life is too crazy, no actor could play me

My life is too crazy, no actor could play me

This is what you call a flip

Ten keys from a quarter brick

Bentley from his mama's whip

K.O.D., he hard as shit

This is what you call a flip

Ten keys from a quarter brick

Bentley from his mama's whip

K.O.D., he hard as shit

This is what you call a flip

Ten keys from a quarter brick

Bentley from his mama's whip

K.O.D., he hard as shit

This is what you call a flip

Ten keys from a quarter brick

Bentley from his mama's whip

K.O.D., he hard as shit

Power, greed

Money, Molly, weed

Percs, Xannys, lean, fame

And the strongest drug of them all

And the strongest drug of them all

Love

I wanna see you work out for me, work out for me

Ay, we've got a good thing

Don't know if I'mma see you again

But is that a good thing?

Cause girl, I can't be your man, no ma'am

I know what's on your brain

You probably hope it never would end

Like, "is it the real thing

Or is it just a one night stand?"

Well then

Let me see you get

High then go low

Now, girl won't you drop that thing down to the floor?

I'm here for one night, how far will you go?

I wanna see you (Work out for me, work out for me)

High then go low

Now, girl won't you drop that thing down to the floor?

I'm here for one night, how far will you go?

I wanna see you (Work out for me, work out for me)

She like them boys with the big old chains

Ride around town in the big old Range

I knew her when I rocked big old jeans

Now the little nigga doing big old thangs

Would you look at that? I came back for her

Just to give it to ya, like you asked for it

Man, that thing in them jeans too fat for her

Rebounds so I caught her off the backboard

I told her: "baby girl, come here

Know I run the town even when I ain't from there"

And I brag hardly but just to show up at this party

I made what your nigga make in one year, that's unfair, but

So is life, take a chance, roll the dice

Money can't buy you love 'cause it's overpriced

Don't overthink, just hope it's right

I'm only here for the night

Ay, we've got a good thing

Don't know if I'mma see you again

But is that a good thing?

Cause girl, I can't be your man, no ma'am

I know what's on your brain

You probably hope it never would end

Like, "is it the real thing

Or is it just a one night stand?"

Well then

Let me see you get

High then go low

Now, girl won't you drop that thing down to the floor?

I'm here for one night, how far will you go?

I wanna see you (Work out for me, work out for me)

High then go low

Now, girl won't you drop that thing down to the floor?

I'm here for one night, how far will you go?

I wanna see you (Work out for me, work out for me)

Carolina Blue kicks, fresh on the scene

Hottest nigga on the block, damn, girl you're mean

They be starting shit, but it's your world

On my Martin shit, "You go, girl!"

She bad and she know it

Some niggas save hoes, I'm not that heroic

Could you be my escort? 'Cause just like them 2-door Fords

Damn, they don't make them like you no more

Cole World, real Cole World

Them boys cool, me, I'm on fire

Know what's on my mind, trying to see what's on yours

Tonight, tonight, tonight

Move slow, 'cause you wanna live fast

Up late so you'll probably skip class

Life is a test so before the night pass

Get right, get right

Ay, we've got a good thing

Don't know if I'mma see you again

But is that a good thing?

Cause girl, I can't be your man, no ma'am

I know what's on your brain

You probably hope it never would end

Like, "is it the real thing

Or is it just a one night stand?"

Well then

Straight up, now tell me

Do you really want to love me forever? (Oh oh oh)

Or is it just a hit and run?

Straight up, I tell ya

I just really wanna cut when we together (Oh oh oh)

Come here girl, let's get it on

Straight up, now tell me

Do you really want to love me forever? (Oh oh oh)

Or is it just a hit and run?

Straight up, I tell ya

I just really wanna cut when we together (Oh oh oh)

Come here girl, let's get it on

[Intro]

This one goes out to all sides world wide

Let that play ass nigga thumpy be your guide

As we go on a ride with playa hatin' killers and hood niggas thrive

And lame mah'fuckers can barely survive

[Verse 1: Jeremih]

Catch me rollin' through the city

Ridin' with the top off

Man, my whip so big when you in it

Fuck around and get lost

Told my bitch to let her hair down

What this shit costs?

Tell me, baby, if you 'bout that life right now

I hope it ain't talk, no

[Pre-Hook: Jeremih]

I can put you in the Mile High Club, what's up?

Let's take a trip

Have you ever read "The World Is Yours"

On a blimp?

[Bridge: Jeremih]

Tell her be free, baby spread your wings

Got your legs in the sky like a plane

Let me guide that, I'm the pilot

Can't nobody see you 30 thousand feet

On your knees in them Prada's

Makin' freaky shit come up out her

[Hook: Jeremih]

Get high baby roll one, cloud nine, 'bout to go up

Lovin' the feelin' the turbulence get when we turn up

When we land we can roll out

Show you somethin' you ain't know about

Tonight we be takin' off flight with a camera to show out

[Verse 2: Jeremih]

I got you in the air, your body in the air

How it feel up here?

You can scream as loud as you want, and loud as you can

And ain't nobody gonna hear

Would you like it better

If I hit the west coast?

Tell me, if you 'bout that life right now

I hope it ain't talk

[Pre-Hook] + [Bridge] + [Hook]

[Verse 3: J. Cole]

Cole World, I got it, I got it, I got it, listen

You need a nigga that's gon' come over and dig you out

You need a nigga that you know is not gon' run his mouth

You need a nigga when he done probably gon' put you out

You need a nigga that's gon' put it in your mouth

Dick so big it's like a foot is in yo' mouth

And y'ain't babysitting, but my kids all on yo' couch

And oh, you nasty, oh, oh, you nasty

Both graduated so fuck keepin' it classy

Look, they love me in the Chi like MJ

They love me in the Chi like Oprah

No nigga could block, not even Dikembe

Compared to Cole, boy, you're softer than a sofa

And so far my new shit's so fire, nigga, check my profile

Who you know make waves in a low tide?

Deebo'ed yo' bitch, now she both ours

Nigga, little brown liquor in my liver

Pretty brown thang in my bed

Been a long time since I had to ask for head

So god damn don't make me beg

But I will if I need to cause for real, girl, I need you

I could put you on a flight, we could take off tonight

If you scared of heights, shit I got a pill I could feed you

Cole

[Pre-Hook]

Even though I-

On my way, on my way, on my way down

On my way, on my way, on my way down

You were the one that was trying to keep me way down

But like the sun, know you know I found my way back 'round

They tell me I should fix my grill 'cause I got money now

I ain't gon' sit around and front like I ain't thought about it

A perfect smile is more appealing but it's funny how

My shit is crooked look at how far I done got without it

I keep my twisted grill, just to show them kids it's real

We ain't picture perfect but we worth the picture still

I got smart, I got rich, and I got bitches still

And they all look like my eyebrows, thick as hell

Love yourself, girl, or nobody will

Though you a woman I don't know how you deal

With all the pressure to look impressive and go out in heels

I feel for you

Killing yourself to find a man that'll kill for you

You wake up, put makeup on

Stare in the mirror but it's clear that you can't face what's wrong

No need to fix what God already put his paint brush on

Your roommate yelling, "Why you gotta take so long?"

What it's like to have a crooked smile

On my way, on my way, on my way down

On my way, on my way, on my way down (This crooked smile)

You were the one that was trying to keep me way down

But like the sun, know you know I found my way back 'round

To all the women with the flaws, know it's hard my darlin'

You wonder why you're lonely and your man's not callin'

You keep fallin' victim 'cause you're insecure

And when I tell you that you're beautiful you can't be sure

Cause he don't seem to want you back

And it's got you askin'

So all you see is what you lackin' not what you packin'

Take it from a man that loves what you got

And baby girl you're a star, don't let 'em tell you you're not

Now is it real? Eyebrows, fingernails, hair

Is it real? if it's not, girl you don't care

Cause what's real is something that the eyes can't see

That the hands can't touch

That them broads can't be, and that's you

Never let 'em see you frown

And if you need a friend to pick you up, I'll be around

And we can ride with the windows down, the music loud

I can tell you ain't laughed in a while

But I wanna see that crooked smile

On my way, on my way, on my way down

On my way, on my way, on my way down

You were the one that was trying to keep me way down

But like the sun, know you know I found my way back 'round

Crooked smile, we could style on 'em (Back 'round)

Crooked smile, we could style on 'em

You're the one that was tryin' to keep me way down

But like the sun, I know you know I found my way back 'round

We don't look nothing like the people on the screen

You know them movie stars, picture perfect beauty queens

But we got dreams and we got the right to chase 'em

Look at the nation

That's a crooked smile braces couldn't even straighten

Seem like half the race is either on probation, or in jail

Wonder why we inhale, 'cause we in hell already

I asked if my skin pale, would I then sell like Eminem or Adele?

But one more time for the 'Ville

And fuck all of that beef shit, nigga let's make a mill'

Hey officer man, we don't want nobody getting killed

Just open up that cell, let my brother out of jail

I got money for the bail now and well now

If you askin' will I tell now? Ayy, hell nah

I ain't snitchin' 'cause

Man, they get them niggas stitches now

If you was around, then you wouldn't need a witness now

How you like this crooked smile?

On my way, on my way, on my way down

On my way, on my way, on my way down (That crooked smile)

You were the one that was trying to keep me way down

But like the sun, know you know I found my way back 'round

Crooked smile, we could style on 'em (Back 'round)

Crooked smile, we could style on 'em

You were the one that was trying to keep me way down

But like the sun, know you know I found my way back 'round

La-la, la-la, la-la-la

La-la, la-la, la-la-la

La-la, la-la, la-la-la

La-la, la-la, la-la-la

On my way, on my way, on my way down

On my way, on my way, on my way down

You were the one that was trying to keep me way down

But like the sun, know you know I found my way back 'round

Back 'round

You were the one that was trying to keep me way down

But like the sun, know you know I found my way back 'round

Back 'round

You were the one that was trying to keep me way down

But like the sun, know you know I found my way back 'round

Round

She my number one I don't need nothing on the side

Said that I was done for good and don't want no more lies

But my phone be blowing up, temptations on my line

I stare at the screen a while before I press decline

But she plants the seed and it still lingers in my mind

Told myself I'm strong enough to shake it and I'm trying

But I'm only human, I know loving you's a crime

If I take this cookie now one day I'll do the time

Slip me a xanny at once (Somebody)

I got the earth in a blunt (Smoke)

I get the skirt when I want (Skrrt)

I get the skirt when I want (Skrrt)

Due to the money aroma (Somebody)

My girl she got a diploma (Smoke)

She got wife written all over

She got wife written all over

All a nigga know is how to fuck a good thing up

Run from the pain, sip lean, smoke tree up

When I'm in your town press pound hit me up

When I'm in your town press pound hit me up

Only if you down and you slurp good D up

If the work good I'll be back for the re-up

Hate when I creep and the phone wake me up

Fake like I'm sleep knowing damn well I be up

Monkey on my back and I walk a hundred miles

Guilt make a nigga feel fake when he smile

Love can confuse the mind of a child

Cause love wouldn't lie like I lie and it's wild

Wanna have my cake and another cake too

Even if the baker don't bake like you

Even when the flavor don't taste like you

So I'm back mobbing with the late night crew

All in your mind with fears that would come true

The back of my mind, the back of my mind was you

Wishing that I could blind myself from view

And only have eyes, and only have eyes for you

Slip me a xanny at once (Somebody)

I got the earth in a blunt (Smoke)

I get the skirt when I want (Skrrt)

I get the skirt when I want (Skrrt)

Due to the money aroma (Somebody)

My girl she got a diploma (Smoke)

She got wife written all over

She got wife written all over

I'm a fake nigga and it's never been clearer

Can't see myself when I look in the mirror

Can't see myself when I look in the mirror

Can't see myself when I look in the mirror

I'm a fake nigga and it's never been clearer

Can't see myself when I look in the mirror

Can't see myself when I look in the mirror

Can't see myself when I look in the mirror

She my number one I don't need nothing on the side

Said that I was done for good and don't want no more lies

But my phone be blowing up, temptations on my line

I stare at the screen a while before I press decline

But she plants the seed and it still lingers in my mind

Told myself I'm strong enough to shake it and I'm trying

But I'm only human, I know loving you's a crime

If I take this cookie now one day I'll do the time

I love her, I don't want to lose her

I'm selfish, I know that I use her

My ego get stroke and I bruise her

My ego get stroke and I bruise her

My actions I know they confusin'

At home I look happy as usual

On the road I'm a mack, I'm a chooser

I'm a addict, I'm maskin' that

Kevin's Heart

They tell me what's done in the dark will find a way to shine

I done did so much that when you see you might go blind

What's done in the dark will always find a way to shine

I done did so much that when you see you might go blind