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Текст песни:

[Verse 1: J. Cole]
Spinning in circles, live my life without rehearsal
If I die today my nigga was it business? Was it personal?
Should this be my last breath I′m blessed cause it was purposeful
Never got to church to worship lord but please be merciful
You made me versatile, well-rounded like cursive
Now you chose me for purpose I put my soul in these verses
Born sinner, was never born to be perfect
Sucka for women licking their lips and holding these purses
Back when we ran the streets who would think we grow to be murderers
Teachers treated niggers as if they totally worthless
And violent, and hopeless
I saw but never noticed that the college is right to be
Or that you can be bosses
Rest in peace to Tiffany, I don′t know if this is the realest shit I ever wrote
But know that the realest nigga wrote this
And signed it, and sealed it in a envelope and knew one day you would find it
And knew one day that you would come back and rewind this, singing...

[Hook: James Fauntleroy]
I′m a born sinner
But I got better tonight, swear

[Verse 2: J. Cole]
Yeah, this music shit is a gift
But God help us make it cause this music business is a cliff
I got a life in my grip, she holding tight to my wrist
She screaming: "Don′t let me slip"
She see the tears in my eyes, I see the fear on her lips
True when I told you: "You the only reason why I don′t flip and go insane"
My roof in the pouring rain
You knew me before the fame, don′t lose me the more I change, you
Just grow with me, go broke you go broke with me
I smoke you gon′ smoke with me
Woman′s curse since birth, man lead her to the hearse
I go Bobby you go with me damn
Listen here, I′ll tell you my biggest fears
You the only one who knows them
Don′t you ever go expose them
This life is harder than you′ll probably ever know
Emotions I hardly ever show
More for you than for me
Don′t you worry yourself
I gotta do this for me
They tell me life is a test but where′s a tutor for me
Pops came late I′m already stuck in my ways
Ducking calls from my mother for days
Sometimes she hate the way she raised me but she love what she raised
Can′t wait to hand her these house keys with nothing to say
Except

[Hook]

@ J Cole

Текст песни:

[Hook: J. Cole]
Ey yo
Ey yo
Ey yo uh

[Hook x 3]

Yeah

[Verse 1]
I hate rich niggas goddammit
Cause I ain′t never had a lot dammit
Who you had to kill
Who you had to rob
Who you had to fuck just to make it to the top dammit.
Or maybe that′s daddy money
Escalator no ladder money
Escalating new caddy money
Worst fear going broke cause I′m bad with money.
Crookest smile nigga momma never had the money damn
I ain′t trippin′
A nigga Jordan I ain′t Pippen yeah
Up the steps I ain′t slippin′
Tears blood sweat I ain′t crippled
A song you can sing along with when you down so I let you know you ain′t alone shit
When you momma ain′t at home cause she got a second job delivering pizzas you think she out there getting robbed
Please God watch her I know how niggas do
Half cracker but a nigga too.
Talking all that shit ′bout your step-pops how he was a dog now look at you.
I ain′t bad as that nigga plus dawg I′m a grown man now. I ain′t mad at that nigga.
But if a plane crash and only it killed his lame ass I′d be glad as that nigga.
Did caine dirty now it′s back to broke
Refund check she was (?)
Momma gets depressed falls in love with the next maniac on crack use that (?)
Make a nigga smoke a whole sack of dope
Writing rhymes tryna bring back the hope
Try to ride the storm out and crash the boat could of drowned but I grabbed the rope.

Nigga who you x 3
Selling me dreams and telling me things you knew

X2

Said, you got what I want
You got what I need
How much for your soul and uh
How much for your soul and uh

X2

[Verse 2]
I hate rich niggas goddammit
Cause I ain′t never had a lot dammit
Niggas can′t front on the flows you got
But every fucking verse how much dough you got
Homie, don′t quit now (?)
Know you felt the shit just now
Know you felt the shit just now
(?)
Don′t it ever get boring(?) to you?
I realize deep down you a coward getting high off of power
So I threw you (?)

Wanted the respect but it came with fame
I just wanted love but it just ain′t the same
I took a train down memory lane and watching little Jermaine do his thang before he made a name it′s like (?) gave it all he got now the nigga don′t (?) the same.
I guess he can′t complain
All the money that be raining in
Spend a hundred thou for the chain again
Thinking old school niggas like?
Probably kill for another claim to fame?
Yeah nigga
At least he ain′t insane x2
You ain′t crazy motherfucker you just afraid of change.
That′s new
Maybe that′s true
But listen here I got a bigger fear
Of one day that I become you.
And I become lost and I become heartless
And numb from all the M

@ J Cole