J. COLE - Freestyle At SXSW lyrics

rate me

Cole World, Boy, check the degree's

These lil niggas is trash go and get the Febreeze

THats why I blew up on you sucka's all that's left is debree

One soldier's all that's left is fatigues

Act like you know me boy, I'm Kobe

How the fuck you gon step in my league

Talking bout bullshit, your message fatigue

Played out

Phoney nigga probably only got arrested for weed

And out here talking that dime shit

Dom Perignon shit

Not gon cut it like some scissors on my lawn shit

Grown cause I own shit

This is what you won't get

Game so cold, bring the blizzard to the Palms

I'm a wizard, I'm a don and I put this on my mom

I'm offended, I'm appalled

If y'all ain't bowing

Claim you a monster but y'all ain't growling

Claim you a beast, why y'all ain't howling?

'Bout as sweet as a jumper on the game Ray Allen

I'm 'bout fucking hoes like Ray J wylin'

Killin' niggas like K K K violence

I guess it's why they pay homage

Momma I'm a be BIG and I put that on the late great Wallace