J. COLE

J. COLE - A Tale of 2 Citiez

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(Verse)

Since a young'n, I would dream of gettin' rich

Look at me, my nigga

Fantesize about a white picket fence

And some trees, my nigga

Used to want a pair finer with some tints

That's all I need, my nigga

Throw some 20s on that bitch and get it rinsed

But now I see, my nigga

That the world's a lot bigger ever since

Pick up the paper and they say

My nigga Eddy caught a body, I'm convinced

Anybody is a killa, all ya gotta do is push 'im to the limbs

Fuck bein' timid

In this Civic, politickin' with the pussies and the pimps

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

(Pre-Hook)

Last night I had a bad dream: that I was trapped in the city

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

They robbin' niggas on the daily

Keep blame on nigga that ain't neva have a'thing

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

Look, nice watch (**gun clocking**) run it!

(Hook x4)

Hands in the air now

Hands in the air

Run it!

(Verse 2)

Small town, nigga, Hollywood Dreams

I know that everything that glitters ain't gold

I know the shit ain't always as good as it seems

But tell me, till you get it, how could you know?

How could you know? (How could you know? How could you know? )

How could you know? (How could you know? How could you know? )

Listen up, I'm bout to go and get rich

Wooh, fuck with me, my nigga

We gon' circle round the villa, hit a lick

Cop some tree, my nigga

Get some powder, bag it up and make a flip

You gon' see, my nigga

One day we gon' graduate and cop a brick

And bust a key, my nigga

Listen up, I'm bout to go and get rich

Stand back and watch it, you want to, nigga

Me, I want my pockets fatter, buy a bitch(?)

I done see a nigga flaunt, I wanna flaunt too, nigga

Have some rollers in a fuckin' Crown Vic'

Try lock a nigga up, this what they won't do, nigga

Wanna know a funny thing about this shit?

Even if you let em kill yo dream, it will haunt you, nigga

Haunt you...

(Pre-Hook)

Last night I had a bad dream: that I was trapped in the city

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

I look around and say do ya wanna be ANOTHA nigga that ain't neva had things?

Guess not... last night they pull up at my nigga at the light like

Look, nice watch (**gun clocking**) run it!

(Hook x4)

Hands in the air now

Hands in the air

Run it!

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