J. COLE - Rise And Shine lyrics

rate me

There's a nigga right now somewhere

He at the table with a bowl of apple jacks

And he's reading the back of the cereal

And in between the apple jacks he's writing some shit

And he wants my spot

I'mma find him though, I'mma sign him...

I don't want no problems

Like we always do at this time, cole blowin' your mind

Hey dummy, this no accident, all of this was assigned

Took my time, crept from behind

And I opened up your blinds, rise and shine!

Cole world, same nigga used to drive around with yo girl

In my mama's civic, now I'm our here tryna get it

I ain't like you lame ass niggas, boy I spit it how I live it

So when you see me in the streets, man I ain't got a mimic

Cause I ain't got an image to uphold, this real shit

I ain't got a gimmick I just flow and niggas went nuts for

The boy that set fire to the booth

In a game full of liars it turns out that I'm the truth

Some say that raps alive, it turns out that I'm the proof

Cuz the ones y'all thought would save the day can't even tie my boots

The ones y'all thought could hang with me can't even tie my noose

Let these words be my bullets nigga, I don't rhyme I shoot

Bang!

Where the fuck I went?

I pray to the lord, my soul to take

Lord I been dreamin' bout the paper, get rich fore I see my life caper

Hope my mama get to see jamaica before she meet her maker

Our hoop was never good enough to ever be a laker

But these words I record got me ballin', jordan

More than a rapper this a natural disaster

Boy, I'm meaner than katrina mixed with gina

"shut up, cole!", this is for my niggas back home

Homes, waddup bro?

This is for the bitches that played me, waddup ho?

I ain't mad, it's sad, you went from bad to real bad

2 kids that don't even know their real dad

Real sad, baby girl I wish you still had it

Then maybe you could get a taste of livin' villematic

It's called stillmatic: you be talkin' about the same shit

That's how I feel about it, mama was a real addict

That's why I don't respect that lyin'-ass white shit you talkin'

Cole's plannin' funerals, you might fit the coffin

Get on your job lil mane, this ain't saturday!

We in two different lanes, you can't navigate

We in wto different games, you playin' patty cake

Brother you're lame, you're shane battier

You out of shape, my mind run a mile a minute

The sky's the limit, I'm so high, I'm divin' in it

My rides is tinted', my knob's gettin' slobbed up in it

She hollerin' god, man you would've thought that god was in it

But it's just a nigga god invented

The best out, foolish pride'll make you not admit it

Word, this shit ain't vibe nigga, why you noddin' with it?

The hate in your blood can't stop your soul from vibin' with it

Now you all conflicted cause my flows is wicked

And my hoes is thicker and all of yours is pickin' me

Cause they know a star when they see a star, nigga

Ain't even got to fuck him to know he a raw nigga

I got her in my bedroom, but cheer up, nigga

You saved so many hoes, you a hero nigga!

Medal of honor, I'm feelin' on top like pac

When he slept with madonna

Hey, this is death before dishonor

Get arrested and forget to tell my mama

She got enough to stress about

My niggas gonna get me out

Then we hit the club with the thugs and the liquors

No criminal record but I'm makin' criminal records

Isn't it ironic? isn't it iconic?

Jacket so expensive you wouldn't even try on it

But it fit me perfect, I purchase it if I want it

The city on my shoulder, so no girl, you can't cry on it

When you make a list of the greatest aye, am I on it?

Maybe not yet but bitch I got the clock set

It goes tick-tock, game on lock

Sun gon' shine but the rain won't stop

Oh no!